Khason
The pack town was bustling in a way it never was normally. Wolves ran to and fro carrying boxes and trays. If I had to guess, I’d imagine there was a mating ceremony tonight. I had been here often enough that I tugged my hood up over my recognizable hair. I didn’t know any of the wolves from the scout party…at least I didn’t think I did. But it was better for our cover if we remained unrecognized.
Head down, we followed the wolves towards the castle-esque packhouse. Morson, his Luna and his Beta waited outside the main doors. He looked every bit the Alpha, arms crossed over his chest, hard, disapproving expression as he looked down his nose at us, the warm lights from inside his pack house reflecting off of his glasses. Luna Ruby stood at his side, one hand on his arm, brow furro
