them the best possible opportunities I could give them and Brad showed them the kind of fatherly love I missed out on. Our kids are well-mannered, polite, and responsible. They don't thr

ver Moon Pack; Alpha Richard's pac

I experienced eight months ago. This pain manages to catch me at random times during the day when random tidbits in the house remind me of my husband, my mate, and the love of my life and all I want to do those days

t from the home they lived in all their lives and take them to a pack they didn't know or care existed. Of course, I was hesitant and I certainly didn't want to leave the home I h

had visited Brad's grave as soon as I woke up. Just seeing his gravestone brought tears to my eyes and it was then that I decided that maybe going to my previous pack might do no good or no harm but I would have to go there to kn

orn. I debated on the merits when I was packing the twins' belongings, debated when all my children threw tantrums and vehemently opposed my idea, and debated its till when I ha

l day all those years ago when I had decided to leave my pack for good. I had run in wolf form

hadn't talked to me in a week. I glance at Kyle, who has been sitting stone-faced in the passe

pon their territory for a short time. Even though no one questioned us, I could still feel the probing eyes of several border wolves, their eyes following us from the moment we entered a pack and left it. I am sure Kyle felt it too because I could sense his wolf shifting insid

go crazy in my stomach, for my wolf to go panting, and for my heart to start beating faster. I breathed a sigh of relief when nothing happened and I gingerly touched the mating mark at the juncture of my neck and left shoulder, thanking the goddess for a very loving mate. Brad's mark had effectively severed any

I see Kyle give me a curious look but I don't look at him. I turn off the ignition and then stare straight out of the windshield, looking at the pack who had been my home for half my life, wanting to see some similarities from the narrow view I had from my car. "Ariel and Ben, stay

as gone amazingly quiet and numb. I may have spent half of my life in this pack bu

ry. In addition to me, they must have also sensed the presence of three extra wolves just outside of their territory. I wanted to show them that I mean

recognize him immediately as Samuel's beta, Aaron Strong. He joins the circle of the wolves around me. His eyes regard the car where my children are sitting and then finally land on me. His eyes widen when he takes in my face, recogni

to this fact, I give him an odd wave. The wolves around me stop growling once they realize that I'm someone their beta recognizes. "How have you been?" Even as I ask this question, I can see t

ugh I was a nerd back when I was in high school, I wasn't a social pariah. I just liked to mind my own business and not interact wi

use after all everything depended on Samuel, if he decided to grant us entry, if he accepted Kyle as his son, something he ha

expression. I turn around to look at my car, knowing that my kids must be pretty anxious to see me like this, surrounded by full

head. I nod at his answer and watch as all the wolves shift to their human forms one by one, as they become certain that I pose no threat to the pack.

after eighteen long years. He comes bounding down the road and my sharp werewolf vision picks up his midnight black coat at once. I see as he ends his run at a trot and stands a good twenty feet away from me, his eyes slowly fixed

car." I look at Aaron questioningly, wondering why he

d as hell about what was happening. Aaron gives a jerky shrug and my eyes swivel to look at

ave you co

uckle nervously and watch as Aaron's eyes glaze over, indicati

ear what you have to say in the privacy of his office. You wi

there. I grew up here after all." I chuckle nervously, unus

se your way, Clara," Aaron says pointedly.