favorite time of day. The animals were still sleeping, no one was out of their bed yet, and the quiet that f

years ago and I hadn’t changed much since. I did my best to stay away from others. I tried not to make friends but Devin liked me, and he was hard to shake. I didn’t care about

r and that was what kept us safe. No one knew I was the criminal that k

every word and took us in. They pitied me and even though it disgusted me, it was what kept my sister safe. My sister

e what we were missing. I gave her doting affection, love, and cared for her as both a guardian and a brother. It was hard not to notice the r

d I’d never do that to her. I wanted her to stay the way she was, kind, spoiled, and ill-tempered. I wouldn’t want her to

en and Mitch walked out and

e pulled on his boots. “He’s ill and I need you

r Mitch, the butcher, since I came to the Clear Mountain pack. He was suspicious of my familiarity with the blade bu

fe, it was the first time I received anything and I soon became attached to

day. I liked working in the butcher’s quarters. I didn’t like change but I

I blinked the ears and tail were gone. Before he could start talking or ask me about why I was there, I asked him to lead me to Liam’s post.

e potatoes. Load after load, I delivered them to the p

opened. My gaze landed on her as she walked out a

htened, the air in my chest was gone, and a warmth

r. Smooth tan skin was sheathed with white embroidered polyester and chiffon, her butterfly sleeves running down to her wrist. The material ran down to the floor, hiding her legs. He

ped them at first. It wasn’t until her big brown eyes looked up at me that I was brought back to the present. My jaw was hanging

my father is coming!

s a menacing aura around him and I knew if I didn’t hurry up, I’d be fucked. Chances were I already was. I dropped to my knees and fumbled with the p