Tamara Today my parents were heading back home. I sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing the remaining sleep from my eyes. My mother was already up, packing the last few items into a box with quiet, efficient movements. Across the room, my father was checking his boots by the door while Raven leaned against the wall, still half-asleep and yawning loudly."Morning, sleepyhead," Raven muttered, running a hand through his messy hair."Morning," I replied, standing up to stretch my arms.We walked out together into the main courtyard where the cars were already ready and waiting by the pack house. The pack guards stood at a respectful distance, watching our departure with stoic expressions. My heart felt a little sad knowing my family was leaving, but the panic and deep despair I had felt yesterday were gone, replaced by a quiet resolve. My talk with my mother had cleared the fog from my mind."Are you sure you are going to be alright here, Tammy?" my father asked, walking over and plac
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