Chapter 74

• My room was done.
• It seemed like a silly thing to be so excited about, but I’d always been someone who needed her own space. It was an Alpha thing—we called it denning, an instinct that harkened back to the old days of fighting for and protecting territory. Obviously we weren’t competing for the best caves anymore, but we still got comfort from having our dens.
• I stood outside the door, jittering with nervous excitement as Jordan reached for the door knob. I hadn’t been part of the redecorating process, being a little busy with the whole saving-people thing, and this would be the first time I even knew what color the walls were.