Choosing my sister

Alex P.O.V.

We flew out to visit the Jewel pack, the trip only taking a couple of hours although we were flying across the country. I couldn’t help but think how long it had taken Isabella to drive here. Weeks? I sat on the private plane, my conscience bugging me more and more. I was going to see my sister again, and even though I was looking forward to seeing her, I also dreaded it. Was she going to listen to me, or was she going to refuse to talk to me all together? I kept fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. We were going to be here for a couple of days, our visit not until tomorrow. Janelle and Jeff insisted on going today and to get a feel of the town and relations between the pack and townspeople.

Janelle had done as I thought and asked her father, or more like demanded him, to get out of her betrothal to me. She hadn’t thought of the raking situation, and she didn’t want to be beneath anyone. I laughed in my room later that night - bullet dodged. Now I just needed to rekindl