FIRA'S POV
"Welcome to my pack, Fira and Eira." Janus gave us a small smile.
I could see how accommodating the people were. They were greeting us, whoever we walked with. Eira was smiling so wide as if she was truly glad, but the truth was the pain covering her chest.
"Alpha." I called Janus and held his shoulder. "Where's my father?"
He pointed to the house that was composed of wood. It was just ordinary like our house beside the Elemental Kingdom.
"Can I go there?"
He just nodded, and then his attention went to his people, greeting them and asking for the status of their living when he was gone.
"Father?" I opened the door. Eira was with me, holding my hands. My eyes widened when I saw him, walking towards us with his newly cut hair, clean brown long sleeves and black plants.