CHAPTER 96

After hours of being pulled in and out of my own head, I finally plop down on the couch in the living room.

Lily, Trish, Desmond and Hunter were all sitting around, chatting, when Connor and I finally finished with Edna, and now we're all just talking.

"I never thought that there were small packs like you guys." Desmond says thoughtfully.

Connor shrugs and he puts his arm around me.

"We never really meant to separate ourselves. It was really a means of protection. Not just for Yvonne, but for the girls too."

Lily smiles at Desmond. "I wasn't always a cheetah.

I used to be a russet colored wolf."

Trish nods. "I was almost golden."

"I like my cheetah more though." Lily says, frowning slightly. "My wolf was so small, and weak."

Trish scoffs. "Yours? The best thing I could do was track.

Now I'm a predator, ready to pounce." She shows sharp teeth, courtesy of her panther. "I'm deadly." A proud smirk crosses her face and she leans back, arms intertwined over her chest.

There's a moment of