Connor sprang forth on his paws as he headed out of the hospital. It was morning now, and the sun was just rising over the trees. The crisp autumn air felt good on his face. It had been a long time since he had let his wolf take over and it felt good.
As he rounded the corner into the main street of the pack grounds, he heard an ear-piercing scream. It seemed most of the villagers had heard it too, as they slowly opened their doors and stepped out on their front porches.
“What the devil’s goin on?” An older man asked.
“I don’t know,” his neighbor answered, “A loud screech woke me up out of the bed.” the older man said.
“Yeah, me too.”, said the other one.
“Look, there’s one of the alpha’s,” the older man remarked, as he pointed to Connor, who was now trotting down the street.
“Maybe
