-----------Four Years and Half Months Later----------
The forest existed beneath Sharon Spark's paws, leaves crunching, twigs snapping, the scent of pine and damp soil wrapping around her. Alexander ran and dodged through the trees ahead of her, his form lean, dark, and full of the boundless energy that only youth could bring.
Michaelson Luthor probably could have kept up with his longer stride, but he stayed with Sharon. They moved in a pack of three, and their Alpha never left the others to fall behind.
They jumped across a stream, water flying in all directions, and Sharon reveled in the feeling of cold droplets on her nose. Luthor howled, and Alexander howled with him. Sharon didn't howl, but she laughed inside, happy. Content. Whole.
Alexander had come a long way, and his wolf was
