Chapter 17. Tawna

“Do you think she will improve in time? With care and maybe some talking therapy with Anya.” I ask as food servers enter the room quickly and begin laying out starter dishes in front of us. Some simple melon and ham precede our main, and it all looks and smells amazing, so much so that my mouth waters instantly with ravenous hunger. We fall quiet as they fill our water glasses and place salad on the table before receding quickly.

Anya is the Shaman’s mate, and she is what most consider the therapist of the pack. She has a way of talking things out and helping straighten thoughts and feelings. I always suspected she has a mild ability to manipulate emotions short-term, but as she only uses it for good, I have never thought to ask her about it.

“I think she feels responsible for not swaying her mate from his path years ago. And now, she doesn’t know how to be the force in his life a mate is meant to be.” Sierra is unusually low in mood, her whole vibe sad, and I can tell s