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The younger wolves of the pack were in the downstairs rec room playing video games. The sound of their constant banter making its way upstairs. Ribbing each other on their skill, or lack of skill from what I heard. I could also hear the background noises of the football game they were playing.

They were getting ready for their real football game that would start in a couple of hours. I heard their laughs of joy as one team beat the others, and the sound of fists flying as one team did not beat the others. It had been a while since I had been inside a packhouse while no one was trying to kill me or torture me, but the day was still young. Goals were still set. The pack house was big, three floors, lots of space.

The top floor had about ten bedrooms, six in permanent use, and four for guests. One of those I slept in last night. The second floor was a huge kitchen, where I was currently making myself a snack for the past twenty minutes. The other half of the second floor was a sitting room, littered with chairs and tables. The basement was a fully furnished rec room that the young wolves seemed to have claimed.

Not many people were in the pack house, most of the members of the Algoren Pack were in their own homes that were not too far away. It was still early and only the Alpha and his family, along with a few stragglers actually lived in the house. The younger members were only here for their video game practice. There was still a little bit of action happening though. The pack house

still acted as pack headquarters, with mothers and babies coming in and out to visit one another, warriors training outside, people making meals, important alpha meetings happening in the alpha's office only a few feet above my head. It was stupid for Alpha Soren to invite me here in the first place. He thought he was being kind and generous, trying to woo me into being his personal spy. But all his efforts were futile and stupid. There was no way I would end up working for only one guy, when I could easily make twice the money working for every guy.

But I was used to important rich creatures try to win my trust with pointless bargains, persuasions, and bribes. It seemed to me, that I was the only one who knew I could make a hell of a lot more money freelancing than working for one person. Who was I to hide my talents from the rest of the world? I wasn't that selfish.

For now I would stay in their pack, letting them think there was a chance. In the meantime I could deal with eating their food and slowly stealing their money when they weren't looking. The Algoren Pack just didn't know about the last part.

With a final whoop from downstairs, I finally heard the sound of thudding feet come flying up the stairs. I had only been waiting for twenty minutes.

A young male, the same age as me stopped abruptly as he saw me sitting on the counter facing him. I tilted my head as I looked him over, a smile forming on my face.

"Hello." I waved my hand that wasn't holding the peanut butter jar.

The male kept glancing between my face, my jar, and the spoon that was shovelling peanut butter into my mouth. He was clearly not expecting a stranger to be in their kitchen. I raised my eyebrows at him in questioning. That seemed to snap him into focus a bit.

The male called down to his friends in the basement, "SJ, do you know there's a chick eating all your peanut butter?"

I laughed as I heard SJ jump off the couch from downstairs, and start climbing the steps. "Yeah, that's V. She's the Betas niece from Ontario."

That was my cover. Only the Alpha, and the Beta knew who I really was. Now I was just a simple wolf girl from Ontario Canada. Up visiting my uncle and aunt I hadn't seen in years.

How the pack would believe we were related? Beats me. Him standing at six feet tall, looking like a professional bodybuilder. While I stood my five foot two inches of tiny glory. Not a single feature matching in the slightest. Definitely family, should have went for twins even.

The Alpha didn't want the rest of the pack knowing he was trying to convince a known spy and thief to join his pack. I didn't want the whole world knowing who the Silver Fox really was either. So I used some of my tricks changed my scent, and told the Alpha's son SJ I was from Ontario.

The young male shrugged and continued walking closer to me. SJ shoved him aside to come stand beside me. I rolled my eyes as the territorial side came out. It wasn't SJ's fault, it was just part of being a wolf.

He saw me first, so of course, he would have dibs on me. His father asked him to personally make sure I was having a good time, so of course, he had to keep me safe.

I was sleeping under the same roof as him, so of course, he was now my guardian. Wolf logic.

Soren Junior was a year younger than me at 22. From what I could tell, he was the exact replica of his father. They looked the same, both having light blond hair and dark blue eyes. Their alpha blood making them bigger than the average male wolf. They had the same personality too. They were both kind, honestly kind. Not the fake kind, but they actually cared about people. Kinder then any Alpha I had ever run into before.

The whole pack was nice. Since the moment I set foot on their territory, I had not felt an ounce of hostility. Maybe some shock, but that was expected when you find a strange girl eating all the peanut butter. That was why Alpha Soren believed so strongly I would stay. That I would choose his pack over any other kind in the world. He probably thought I had never really felt true kindness before.

He wasn't totally wrong.

"That's cool, I'm Christan. I didn't know the Beta had a niece from Ontario." The boy looked over at me, giving me a smile. I grinned back at him.

"Yeah, I'm the side of the family he doesn't like to talk about." I joked. Christan and SJ laughed lightly.

"When did you get to the territory?" Christan asked out of curiosity. He stood on the other side of SJ.

"My flight arrived late last night." Which was a total lie because one, I hadn't been on a plane to get here, and two, I had been in the territory for days. Just no one knew that.

"How long are you here for?"

SJ beat me to answering, as he looked over at me grinning. "Hopefully forever, right V?"

Soren had to throw that in there while he was at it. I smiled, playing along, "Maybe, maybe not. I haven't decided yet."

"What do you mean?" Christan asked as more young wolves climbed up the steps into the kitchen to see who their friends were talking to.

As each one came up, I smiled at them.