Rewriting the love story after traveling into the novel novel Chapter 88

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manche tham the vehicle my parents sword.

Mark the races around the vehicle to meet Call at the driver’s side down. The guir gli per soksors, before Mark leses. Be opens the deer and adjusts the seat. We are back seat of the car. He then adjusts the wait for Cal

am rose game of welk inch, matte climbs into the

Cal is smirking as he slides into the driver’s seat and quills the Aren shut. Bir beams over and steals a is om e

“We are getting a different vehicle for when the three of us go out en dues.” Wurk grumbies from the back seat.

I smile as I look back at him. He looks so cute, all squished in the back seat. His trees are used curse to his chest.

“Laugh it up darling,” he says to me as he catches my smile.

I do laugh at this as Cal starts the car and put it in gear. I then took out the window at the pack lunds that are rushing by. I’ve only been in a vehicle a handful of times. My parents wehicle was not as nice as the are we HE riding in now. Their old van always rattled and made clunking noises. The twins car is sleek and quiet, as we drive.

I sit back and enjoy the ride. I do not know where we are going, but I don’t care. I’m spending time with my mates. Their scents are all around me and I’m very condere.

“You’re quiet,” Cal points out as he takes one of my hands in his own.

“Just thinking and enjoying the ride,” I smile as I look at him.

“About what?” Mark asks curiously.

“About Thomas and Marie’s old van compared to your cas bout how nice it is to just be be willing with wh

tell them, honesty in my words.

“We’ll take you for more drives if you want Mark offers.

“I’m just happy to be spending time with you both,” I smile.

“Well, sit back and enjoy the time, because it’s an hour and a half drive there,” Mark loughs.

I smile as I continue to watch out the windows. It peaceful as the twins talk as we got the two of them took most of the time. I’m content with listening to them talk. Listening to their voices, a sting.

“Oh, you said that Michelle was wanting to meet with me about running the pack house? ask, this morning

coming back to me.

“Michelle is the head Omega of the pack house. She has been running the pack bossesine e “Ca

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answers me.

“Mom relied on her for a lot too, before she died. Mark pipes up. “I think you would know her if you saw her. She

used to feed us snacks when we were little.”

I try to remember who worked in the pack house. Faces and names have become blurry with time. I soon give up

trying to figure out who Michelle was.

“Be absolutely terrifying,” Mark laughs.

“I will sic Rose on them,” I laugh. The image of my three–year–old running around the pack house, ordering adults

around is a funny idea.

“Put her in a pair of those cheesy sunglasses from the old cop shows,” Mark laughs.

“Give her a whistle,” Cal smirks

“I’ll have her carry around a ruler to whack people with,” Mark adds.

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“As funny as that would be, you are not giving our pop a ruler to hit people with,” I point out. “Besides, it would probably traumatize her.”

“No ruler, but a whistle to blow very loudly at people who are slacking off,” Mark says lightly as to keep the tone of the conversation light.

We spend the rest of the ride to the restaurant talking about what the twins knew about running the pack house. As we are talking, time slips past, and we are pulling into the parking lot,

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