Chapter 12

perimeter. Everyone in this pack from the Alpha down to the lowest pack member must take a turn at patrolling

the property. We’re in an isolated area and his pack owns

hundreds of square miles of property with the whole western.

side flanking a state park, but we can never be too sure.

Humans are everywhere.

And so are enemy wolves.

I can’t shift and run the way the rest of the wolves here do, but I know the game trails well enough.

The fresh air fills my lungs carrying the scent of spring and fresh rain and lilacs. Those were my mother’s favorites, and I

planted them all around the main house.

Before I cut onto the southern trail, I turn back to the mansion.

It sits like a behemoth on the hillside, and in the distance

are rows and rows of neat little houses and cabins. Some

two hundred families live and work in this area and the

surrounding countryside. I wasn’t born here, but it feels like

home.

the

Maybe.

my cell phone. My dad hasn’t

to inquire after me.

saved in my

a

My stomach sinks.

need to stop

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scents change. I

be to smell the pine and

I always wanted my own wolf so I could

and smell and taste and feel with such a

connection to the world

trails. I’d run as fast and as

breath and my

I walk now.

Slowly.

up at the breaks

a circle of life that is both fleeting and so exquisitely

maybe a mile from the mansion when I hear

heavy, fast beat of something big, pounding

Love: An Alpha’s

flash of gray is

a huge wolf.

tail with darker tones along his chest and

He runs until he’s

and then an inquisitive twist of his head, his wolf’s

to rail about Jessica.

can answer. And I’m not about to give him an out when

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