Scott wished he could say that things were okay. He wished he could say that his problems with Miles and the rogue pack and Lance had all just disappeared.
But life wasn’t that simple and Scott couldn’t have it that easy.
‘Still no word from Adan either. I know everything that happened with mom and dad and our pack hurt… I want to hate all humans for it but… Lance isn’t like those humans. And neither is Viola or Leo or even Laurel. But Adan… he’s still clinging to the past more than I am,’ Scott thought with a shake of his head, trying to keep himself busy with work at the bookstore.
Scott had been good at keeping in touch with Viola and Leo and Laurel. Well, Laurel not so much. Nice enough for a human but Scott could practically smell the desperation that oozed off the woman. He didn’t like that one bit, but he would tolerate her for Lance.