The smell of grilled foods filled the pack house garden, and music was playing. a few couples were dancing without a care while children ran around.

When I first arrived, I thought lycans spent their time fighting, shifting into their forms, and running through the woods, but that was not the case. 

Right now, a few warriors are arguing about the best way to make hamburgers, and about whether to put pickles or not. It is all so normal. 

"Hi, Luna!" A group of teens waves at me. I smile and greet them all. 

"If you've brought me here to confess, I won't," Flora says, and I glance at her,...