Since we were the first ones to arrive, we sat and watched as the other Alphas were arriving. Tiberius was a gracious host, greeting each one as they got out of their vehicles. There are seventy Alphas coming, a good chunk coming from North America, as we have the space for more packs.
I saw Uncle Albert pull up, so I went to greet him and his grandson, Branson. He looks just like his grandfather, and just as kind.
“So, I hear I am related to the Alpha of Mountain Moon,” Branson smiled when Albert introduced us.
“Yes, we are. His sister is my great-grandmother. Before you take over Red Ridge, come and visit, perhaps get some ideas to expand the pack,” I offered to him.
“I will take up your offer and visit,” he shook my hand. I introduced them to Leo, and they graciously accepted him in
