"Amelia, hey, wait up,"
Amelia turned around and saw Ryan jogging towards her from a distance.
She didn't stop.
She kept walking a little slower so he could catch up easily.
"What is it?" She asked when he reached her.
Ryan took deep breaths before handing out an invitation to her.
Amelia held the invitation and read the headline, her brows raising.
"It's our mother's birthday. We would be glad if you could come," Ryan said.
The girl stopped and turned to look at the man. He was looking at her hopefully as if she were one precious friend to them.
Her heart moved at his gaze. She knew that the former Luna of the Ashborn pack was bedridden. It was rumored that after their pack was attacked and the former alpha was killed in an ambush, Luna couldn't bear the pain.
A paralytic attack rendered her unable to walk or move on the bed.
That was also one reason why the triplets turned out to be troublemakers. It was their coping mechanism.
