Lacey
Lacey
The storm lost intensity, the lightning staying in the sky as my thoughts swirled with the alpha’s words. I felt the same intensity in the need to keep my pack safe, and he had threatened them on such an important day when they just needed to feel safe, for a bit stable, like our pack wasn’t going to face a new threat every day. But he only did it with the need to protect his pack, with promises to save them from this war, from collapsing the way this war has pushed so many packs to do already. The werewolf numbers have been dwindling for years as we killed ourselves off with wars between packs, and he just didn’t want his to be next.
I dug deep, trying to imagine what I would do if I was faced with the same issues. Would I hold hard to my morals? Would I forget them faced w
