otos I've seen. With long caramel hair and startling blue eyes. I guess you could say I look like her. But I will nev

f green to them. And although I had a slightly freckled nose and high cheekbones, I didn't feel beautiful. Not in the way my mother had.

rms around him, savoring the comfort that only he can provide. I

les against my ear as he pulls me out of his big arms

out before I can stop it. It wasn't the forest that kept me. It was my mind, wandering through

e gathered wolves, and sure enough, everyone is watching my father and me. I blush a

me with him, placing me gently in it. I glance around the room, seeing the faces of my pack. There's a mixture of curiosity,

e leaders of our pack. I can't help but feel a bit of pride swelling in my chest as I look at them. My father might be the most important

g presence immediately filling the room. The tension rises,

ch short notice. I know it was only just this morning that we had a meeting, but this one is necessary." His gaze

pack had been brutally murdered." Mike's voice drops, his words hanging in the air like

The tension in the room is palpable, and I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand

Dark Moon pack, from what they had done to my mother, their Beta's mate. The memories of what had

espass on Alpha Tristan's land, let alone kill one of his wolves. Alpha Tristan wasn't like other alphas. He was cruel, dark, and kept to himself, rarely sho

ut who did this... I don't want to imagine what he would do. The rumors about him were terrifying. He was

his yet, but we believe it was an attack from outside forces. The Dark Moon pack has a long history with us, and while we've had our disagreements, this goes be

he gravity of the situation. Who would dare attack the Dark Moon pack? And why? The implications are terr

watch for any signs of retaliation from the Dark Moon pack. We'll be working closely with other neighboring packs t

t's shifting, and the tension in the room feels like the calm before a storm. Everyone

lpha; he was a force of nature, someone you didn't cross. The idea that someone dared to take one of his own is unsettling. I

his face grim. He's been through so much already, and I know he doesn't want another w

hat this isn't the end of it. There's something bigger at play here, and I c