Sharon let out a low, approving snort. Welcome to the pack, son.
***
Sharon took Alexander on his first run through the woods, slow and easy. She kept him calm and focused, reminding him what he was supposed to do. She wasn't a mind reader, so she had no clue what he was thinking, but she could feel his excitement, and she liked it.
It felt strange, being this attuned to another wolf. But she'd always known that it would be like this. Alexander was her family, after all.
When they returned home, Sharon ought to have made him shift back, but both of them knew that Kiera was at home. Sharon didn't need to speak to know that he was about to die in order to display his new form to his mother when he lowered his head onto his paws, whining and wagging his tail.
Kiera was going to lose it,
