Her pack

Renato and Samantha were sitting on the sofa in his parents' house. Lucretia and Amanda were on the armchairs, drinking tea and eating pastries. Their mother had planned something special for the day, and she was still in the kitchen, cooking turkey.

The four young people were awkwardly looking at each other, finding no topic in common to talk about.

«I will go look if mama needs help,» Amanda said, tired of all the lazy tension.

She walked away, leaving an even more awkward atmosphere.

«It's... It's good that things have calmed down,» Lucretia commented. Her nerves were tiny, to begin with, and the silence was hurting them even more.

«It's good,» Renato confirmed.

He didn't want Samantha to be annoyed by Lucretia, so he sacrificed to talk. Also, it was good enough that his mate hadn't run away from him and his responsibilities... She didn't need to do anything more than what she already did.