Side Story 4.24 - Festival at Stake

Hans’s POV

The dust had barely settled from Jhoanna’s verbal smackdown on the elders when Rio strolled into the room, hands in his pockets and an amused grin playing on his lips.

“I swear, every time I come back, the pack is one step away from a full-blown crisis,” he drawled. “Missed me already?”

I gave him a dry look. “I’d say yes, but then I’d be lying.”

Jhoanna snorted beside me, rubbing her belly as she flopped onto the couch. “If you’re here to add to the panic, Rio, I swear I’ll hex you.”

“Noted.” He settled down into the armchair opposite us, stretching his legs out. “Though, in my defense, I just got back from a mission and already heard three different versions of ‘the Luna is cursed’ on my way here. I had to come see the chaos for myself.”