Lenny
"What do you mean?"
I gestured at the chaos surrounding me, even though she couldn't see it. I know we've just talked about it a while ago, but I still needed to talk more.
"I mean, he just packed his bags and left. Didn't even pretend to feel guilty about dumping all of this on me. 'Handle things while I'm gone, Lenny. You know how everything works.' As if running a pack is some casual favour between friends."
"Aw, poor Lenny," Circe cooed mockingly. "Are you feeling unappreciated?"
"I'm feeling like I need a vacation too," I muttered, signing off on a medical supply requisition. "When was the last time I got to just disappear for weeks at a time? Never, that's when."
"Maybe you should find yourself a nice mate," Circe suggested with false innocence. "Someone to share the burden with."
I snorted. "Right. Because that worked out so well for Ramsey, now he can't make a single decision without considering how it affects his precious Luna."
