Wingman Joey

Dawn's POV

Today the pack seemed to be in a frenzy, between the wolves helping clean-up for the ball, those helping Sarah organise and decorate, the pack chefs yelling at each other in the kitchen, and cars constantly coming and going from the pack garage to get supplies from the local town in preparation, I barely had time to relax.

Working all day long became very tiring, very fast. I had to ensure that Maximus, Joseph, and Richard, knew I was still very much alive and still expecting them to stay true to their word and come work security for me tomorrow night. I had to hold a meeting with the all the teenage wolves in the pack, reminding them of what the purpose of the ball was, and the type of behaviour that I would be expecting from them.