She tilts her head to the side and bites her bottom lip. "Don't you feel it?" What in the world is she talking about? "I can't say that I do." She flips her hair over her shoulder and glances behind her. "We followed your call." "I didn't call anyone." I'm missing an important piece to this puzzle. "You're our alpha." As she says the word more women appear from all around the cabin. "We came to join you." Most, if not all, of the women from the pack are standing out here with me. Ten women now, including me, Abigail, and Alison. "But Kevin's your alpha." "The day of the wedding we all chose you as our alpha since you were mating him." Her young face frowns and her nose wrinkles. "So when you left we waited until Kevin was preoccupied with hunting you to sneak out and find you ourselve

