Chapter .22.
If you want to learn what someone
fears losing, watch what they
photograph
-Unknown
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Orion follows me into my room.
I had forgotten the appearance and layout of it from being away for so long.
The bed laid the way I had left it- covers overturned and hanging on the side.
Some clothes still on the floor.
Papers and other wrappers from breakfast bars scattered around.
That's not what grabs Orion's attention though.
He walks forward to the wall at the far end of the room. I walk to stand with him, taking in the hundreds of faces that decorated the surface.
He surprises me by shifting. I don't say a word as I watch his skin merge from flesh.
"Who?"
My hand automatically connects to the wall, tracing the different images. Each person. Each face.
"This is my pack."
Those grey eyes light up in surprise.