n her makeshift shelter. She momentarily lost track of her location. But then everything from the previous night came flo

could sense that he was dangerous, even though she wasn't sure what to think of him yet. His amber eyes and his words ha

mise her safety. That in itself was more generosity than she'd enc

ck look around the tiny hut Zander had shown her last night. It was a modest, basic building with a straw bed

e of the bed. Jane, her curiosity piqued, got up and walked towards the doo

ready for the day. There was a tangible electricity in the air that combined purpose and urgency. Jane couldn't help but observe that this pack fel

ck to work. Although no one came up to her, she could sense their interest and mis

g air caress her skin. To discover her place in this new pack, she had to l

ehind her s

o be the ne

away. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders in waves, and her cheekbones were strikin

in a calm but friendly voice

ng a sharp spike in anx

ing about something, and her eyes softened some

t's frankness nonetheless hurt. Jane forced he

, Jane believed she noticed a glint of sympathy in h

nting to the nearby camp. "Zander's pack isn't really rank-sensitive

nstrict. Her entire life, she had strived to fit in and demonstrate that she was more than simply an

In an attempt to divert a

s conducting reconnaissance. Recently, there has been a

wolves that were vicious and ferocious, living alone without packs. H

as if sensing the anxiety in her expression. "

was still unsure about her existence in this pack and what Zander w

olves that were huddled around a fire. "Food is locat

eturn when she heard Claire's hint o

d and turned to go. Jane thought for a moment about going back to her shelt

ng away. Jane saw their gaze upon her, laden with unsaid enquiries. However,

stomach rumbled as she noticed the enormous pot over the fire, filling the air with the aroma of roasted meat.

Thanks." She tried to monitor the dynamics of the pack wh

were no overt ranks or overt manifestations of submission or dominance. Here, the wolves moved wit

tance, she found it difficult to move on from him. It was obvious that he was powerful. How

me noise near the camp's perimeter. The wolves surrounding the fire tense

had r

very wolf and movement in the clearing with his amber eyes. Two other wolves t

ecting to feel so uneasy around him, but there was something about the way he stared at

at had joined him. Jane observed their sombre features as they conve

oached her after a short while. Jane stood, f

" he uttered in a

at to say, J

ing her with the same acuteness as the

aid. "But, bett

ace stayed expressionless. Alrigh

ecame a burden for her. "What is happe

and his jaw tensed. "Rogue activity has increased in

st. "Do you believe t

s eyes. "I'm not

Zander wasn't one to make snap judgements, so if he was pos

m at bay, but it's only a matter of tim

from a distance, rogues were something to be wary of but not often encountered

dly audible above a whis

egion. Strength. Mastery. They've been circling, trying to get pas

rogues, she knew enough about them to know that they were vicious and errati

do to help?" she enquired

of something-like approval-in Zander

trouble," he

ean business. I wo

yes narrowing slightly as though he were analysing her remark

me when we'll need every wolf to fight." "Bu

sation than just staying out of trouble. However, there was a h

ords belying the underlyin

to leave, his shoulders tensed as thoug

him leave. Regarding the outlaws, Zander, and her role in this new

of the notion that her p