She lets out a frustrated breath before facing the door. She casts me one final withering glance before departing. Her entering my room without knocking clearly shows the level of disrespect she has for me.

I complete my preparations and head out. The children were at school while the majority of the pack members were engaged in their daytime occupations. I question whether they are aware of the situation, and if they are, they seem to be remaining silent about it. There’s nothing particularly thrilling about my journey to the courthouse. Only that my anxiety hits its highest point.

"You should relax a little, Adri You are making me restless,"...