Chapter 4Ama moved among “her” humans that evening. She wasn’t alpha of either of the local Washington, DC, werewolf packs, but she still felt protective of the humans she saw each week, both servers and those who ate the food.
She was one of a number of gammas. Werewolf packs were organized this way: alpha, beta, and then gammas, of which there could be as many as ten. Jerome, the gamma just under her, hadn’t fought for dominance in over two years. He seemed to have learned that his place was just under her in the pack hierarchy.
Her father was alpha and her mother the alpha’s mate. She’d heard that there were packs where the reverse was true, but she’d never met a female alpha with a male mate. She had no desire to be alpha; too much responsibility as far as she was concerned. She had
