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I laughed. Being able to talk to each other at any time would take some getting used to, but I was glad for it. Having Tavi in my mind wasn’t unpleasant at all. In fact, it was as comforting as having my wolf.

“Sounds good. We’ll catch up later.”

The walk to my mother’s cabin took about fifteen minutes. The morning air was clear and fresh, and the sky a bright azure. As I walked through the compound, nobody jeered at me or sent me strange looks as they had after I beat Troy in the alpha ceremony. It seemed to finally sink in that I was their alpha. You’d think nearly killing Troy right in front of them would have been enough. At least they’re giving me some space now.

One familiar face stood out to me from a group of male wolves near one of the rebuilding sites. He looked around my age, with short, wavy auburn hair. He was very muscular, maybe even bigger than Night or Dom, and had sky-blue eyes tinged with silver when the light hit them. He didn’t look like the type who would sell wa