ALPHA LEDGER’S POV: “It’s been nearly a month since the night of the takeovers. How are your packs fairing?” Alpha Alaric asked at the next Alpha meeting at New Dawn. Alpha Stoll spoke up first. “I have a list of people who have abused members of my pack,” he said. “They’re all from packs that we
I nodded. They were coming to assess my pack tomorrow. “My pack can start a construction supply company,” Alpha Stoll called out. “Perfect,” Luna Thea said. “We’ll be in touch about that.” A few more Alphas spoke up, but I didn’t catch what they said. I was too occupied with thinking about Stoll’
“Yes,” I said with a blank face. “And he has a smile that melts hearts,” Shaw added. “Mm-hmm.” I still didn’t give them anything. “Alright,” Anders said. “We can take a hint. We’ll leave that be for now. Will we see you at Lupercalia tonight?” “Yeah.” “Can’t miss an opportunity to flirt with th
ALPHA LEDGER’S POV: A few minutes later, I was in wolf form between the borders of Waning Moon and Nearside, and Cyrus trotted up to me. Our wolves rubbed up against each other, sniffing. We let them play for a bit before shifting to our human forms. “Hey,” I said. “Hey.” His voice sounded off.
I pushed those thoughts down. Best to ignore them. Pretend they didn’t exist. The week after the conversation that didn’t happen, I arrived at New Dawn for early morning training. The group was chatting excitedly in the training field, which wasn’t abnormal for a Monday, but there were more people
ALPHA STOLL’S POV: I went home, showered, and made sure everything was ready. Things had been quiet at my pack. No reports of abuse. The old timers had been scarce. We had started pack dinner and retook the common areas in the pack house. I saw a lot more of all my pack members, and they all seemed
“Do you know how many are on their side now?” “There aren’t many. Maybe a dozen, but they bully others into doing their bidding. I believe most people are not.” “So?” “Maybe I still hesitate because I feel like I should be taking care of everyone in the pack, and if there’s hope for them, I shoul
Mark nodded. “Do you have a moral compass?” “I’ve been ignoring it,” Mark said, looking down in shame. “Why?” “I wanted to be important.” “You have a strong drive toward action. You were searching for a direction for your drive. Tell me, what’s really important?” “Honor. Being good to others.”