Selene stretched then looked around her small apartment, the curtains were her favorite shade of purple, the couch was a soft, buttery, black leather, most of her furniture was either Maroon, purple or black. They were her favorite colors and were also the colors of her wonderful pack. Her eyes were gray and clouded from lack of sleep but she had just energy to greet and smile at Rayne, "I would love something to eat. Thank you for being so amazing Rayne." Her voice was soft but sweet to her friend.<br/><br/>For a moment curiosity flashed across her eyes as she looked at the letter on the table. Bending down to reach it she snatched it off the table and muttered, "Why cant they just tell us who they are? Why all the secrecy?" she shook her head then set the envelope down at her kitchen island then walked to her friend and hugged her gently before picking up a plate and filling it with another amazing meal made by the wonderful Rayne, Who without her Selene would be lost and very hungry.<br/><br/>Once she had eaten a bit of the meal she reached over and picked up the letter, she thought back for a moment remembering the letter she had gotten from an unknown person the day her father was killed. She shook her head bringing it back to the present time. She glanced at her friend before pulling her knife out of her pocket and cutting open the letter slowly, she paused to look at the knife that had once been her father's knife. It was what he used for everything. She shook her head again breaking her momentary thought. Once she had the envelope open she read the letter inside surprised by what it said she handed it to Rayne and let her read it, her mind rolling over what it said.