Chapter 183: Origins

I looked at Aunt Mara in confusion, willing her to go on.

"An adoption implies that there was some kind of formal process to it, but in this case, it wasn't like that," she explained.

She looked hesitant, but pushed on, taking a deep breath before she continued, "You're 18 now, so I guess about 18 years ago, there was some dispute between the Aspenwood Pack and another pack. I think they were called the Blue Ridge Pack or Blue Moon? Something like that. I can't remember now," Aunt Mara explained.

"Anyway," she continued, "I don't know whether it was a land dispute or some disagreement between the Alphas. I wasn't privy to that information. But whatever it was, it ended up with the Aspenwood Pack practically exterminating the Blue Ridge Pack. They were a much smaller pack and realistically, they never would have stood a chance against Aspenwood. To add salt to the wound, Aspenwood attacked them out of nowhere in the middle of the night. There was no hope for them."

I watched my aunt as