Lesley's POV

It had been another long day at the office, but luckily Cedrick had promised to take care of Frankie while I finished up at the packhouse. I took in a deep breath, happy to finally be out in the fresh night air. The stress of joining our packs, school, and taking care of a six-year-old was starting to get to me. My dyslexia was running havoc on my papers and just to really make me miserable, a nice little migraine was forming behind my eyes.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes, as my feet automatically began the walk home. It was getting darker earlier now that the seasons were...