Seventeen

Kira

After that strange encounter with the alpha, Grey and his wife apologized and took me back to the shelter. I headed home, wondering about my fate.

Most importantly, I couldn't understand why a powerful and influential alpha would be interested in omegas or want us to live among higher-ranked wolves.

It was both beautiful and strange at the same time.

I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, so I remained in my tent and was relieved that neither Zion nor Amari came looking for me.

That evening, there was a small feast made of leftovers from the harvest, including apples, rice, carrots, and other vegetables. Zion and his pals killed and roasted a stray cow.

I felt better when I smelled the aroma of the food, but I refused to join them. I was content to watch the scene from the shade of my tent until mom walked in with my food. The flames from the bonfire cast a worried look over her face.

Her brows knitted as she observed me intently, obviously curious. "Kira, what are you not tel