so much has changed in the past couple of months. erica was dead, the pack was in shambles. he was still recovering from captivity. at random, his rage will get the best of him – but he's stable enough to return to school. and he sees he's not the only one. he takes a seat across from cora at the cafeteria table, his lunch tray set down between them as some sort of welcome. for someone he spent weeks locked inside a vault with, he really didn't know much about her outside of recently learning he's derek's younger sister. ❝ derek's got you attending school with the rest of us, huh? ❞ a gentle, almost sympathetic smile follows. ❝ there's a scary ass alpha pack out there and here we are eating shitty cafeteria food. i thought being a … being one of us was supposed to be better than all of this. ❞
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She didn't have the heart to tell him that life as a born wolf was terribly ordinary beyond the tremendous heaps of trauma. Cora was desperately behind in math and had spent most of the day wondering if it was too late to escape back to Brazil. "I'm learning that my big brother likes to think he's right about things when he usually isn't." It felt out of a dream to walk the same halls as her sister and brother. There had been a time when this had been the only possible future, go to the same school as generations of Hales had done, like a normal teenager, pick a universitiy, get a job, a normal human enough life. "How are you adjusting to being back? I'm learning I need to start packing a lunch."
