EPILOGUE 3
MIKE 5 YEARS LATER
I skipped a stone across the lake, the sun rays glinting off the still water causing me to squint. Ever since Helios I had still maintained a weird affinity to the sun, it somehow seemed to recharge me instead of drain me like it did most. The rickety dock groaned under my weight as I settled onto it, creaking and protesting. I threw another stone out, the plip plops of it skipping making me smile, leaning back on the dock I let my thoughts wander.
Xavier, the librarian/scholar of the Mist pack had contacted me a few years ago, saying he thought he had a cure for me. A way to reverse the damage Jason had done and restore my Alpha status. I’d had to really consider this, what this would mean for me; and us. My wolf was smaller than Zach’s, and I smelled of
