Chapter 32. Avery

Nate

I'm groggily tired as the morning comes, desperately missing Sarah’s touch. I should’ve brought a clothing item or something with her scent. I would be like a toddler in the nursery, hugging Mum’s scarf, but I don't care.

In the perfectly silent morning, my engine is the only disturbing sound, so I’m not surprised to see Daniel opening the door for me before I walk up to their porch.

“Good morning,” he greets me.

“Hi, Daniel,” I reply, stepping closer and shaking his hand.

“Is there something wrong? Would you like to discuss the latest attacks? I’m going to Gabriel’s office after breakfast,” he asks with furrowed brows.

“No, I need to talk to Avery about something personal,” I explain because he is right to be curious, I’ve never been to their home, and we discuss pack business in the packhouse’s offices.

He looks at me suspiciously but steps away to let me in. “She is in the kitchen.”

“It’s about her sister Sarah