Changing Hearts Part 1
As I drove toward the Salmon Moon Pack, I cranked my music in hopes of hyping myself up. It wasn’t working. I didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t afford to skip it. It was my ten-year high school reunion in the human town near that pack. I’d been born in a pack, but was mostly raised as a rogue. My parents worked hard to give me and my little brother a good life. We left our old pack because the Alpha was going crazy. They even had me disavow the pack, hoping it would keep me from needing that connection when I got my wolf. It worked. Mom and Dad had problems having kids and they considered me their miracle. My brother, Brett, was a second miracle, born a week before we fled our pack. I was eleven years older than him. Protecting him was my life’s mission. I was proud when I got to sta
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