Chapter 33
Tyler had never seen Shadow so puffed up with pride. His pet had never been a dominant dog, but strange things could happen when the natural order of the pack was disrupted by people.
The hunting dogs considered Tyler their alpha. Shadow, being Tyler’s pet, was often an outsider even though he’d been born in the same litter as some of them. Today, though, Shadow was the lead working dog.
Tyler brought the pack to the barn where Ruby had slept. He let them sniff around while he looked for any scrap of cloth or item of clothing that might have her scent on it.
There was none. His men had done what they were expected to do—they didn’t abuse her, but they didn’t treat her like a guest. She had no extra clothes and there had been no pillows or blankets provided for her. She’d sle
