Phoebe

With her hands intertwined in mine, we strode across the Pack, giggling sheepishly like two jolly friends.

I couldn't help but notice the surprised glances a few people shot at me.

It was unusual for me to be happy. Except I wanted to wreak a great deal of havoc.

But today I was happy. Not just happy, I was in my free spirit, gisting, laughing, making silly jokes and acting as if nothing mattered.

As if it was not enough, I was not on solo, which was more strange.

It was an open secret that everyone knew how I loved loneliness and solitude. But seeing me with my half-sister...