23-Sisters

They stayed at the Mountain Moon pack for a few hours, reading and discussing what they found—checking in with Ellen to see if Lanie had improved at all. She had not. Axel made everyone dinner. He was a master chef like his foster dad Kade. He could make anything out of nothing. He created a tremendous oven-baked pasta with a creamy sauce and vegetables from the garden. He even made fresh buns. The smell of the fresh-baked buns came wafting into the library. It made Lucy's stomach growl. 

"I know that sound." Killian laughed. "Let's get you fed, my future Luna!"

Everyone retreated from the library to the kitchen. Liza began setting the table with her grandmother's lovely china. 

"We have not had a reason to use these in almost two decades." She shed one single tear. The only shred of emotion Lucy had seen from Liza since they met. 

"Just more dishes to wash," Ben grunted.

"Oh, you hush, like you ever washed a dish in your life,"