Petra's pov
"Long ago people thought she was a sweet child till what had happened to her pack. Her father tried to save those that were dearly to him till one awful day, a very bad man had come and took that sweet child's father away. Only leaving their Luna and child to lee the pack going." I was telling my sweet son, one of the legend stories from the pack. One that was told to the kids when they asked where their alpha.
"Mother, I'm not a child anymore. I'm 9 years old, I don't need stories anymore." He had said.
"But it's not just a story. It's mine. Where you come from." I admitted.
"All this time, you were telling me this, it was how papa died?" He asked.
"Yes, I was that sweet child. Now I live up to that name. I run this pack. I make sure you and all my people are safe. If
