November 11th
"What the fuck is this?" Leo asked, placing one of the flyers Allison and I had made down in front of me on the table.
"A flyer."
"No shit," he remarked before picking it up again.
I stared at me in disbelief as I smiled innocently.
He then read it one more time, "as the war ends and peace returns to the Stella pack, many of us celebrate. But as we hug our loved ones and thank the Goddesses for bringing them home to us, we know not everybody has that privilege. But as Alpha Loren promised on the night of the ball, your children wrongly snatched by the junior training regime will be returned and you will get to hug them again. If your family is currently missing your sons, grandsons, nephews and brothers, please gather outside the junior institute tomorrow morning where the reuniting will be."
"Mh hm," I said, taking a bite of my carrot.
"And looks like you have once again made a promise on my behalf," he said.
"Yeah, I did."