FAO
By the fifth day, I'd learned several things about my pack.
First: they were loyal. Fiercely, stubbornly loyal. Twenty-one years without an Alpha, holding territory against House Varen, waiting for a prince who might never return — and they'd held the line. That kind of loyalty wasn't given lightly.
Second: they were watching me. Not with hostility, but with assessment. Every interaction, every training session, every decision I made — they were cataloging it, weighing it, deciding if I was worth following.
Third: not all of them were happy about my return.
"You should know," Corvin said during our morning briefing, "Jasper's been talking."
"Jasper's always talking." I'd learned that much in the council meeting. The young wolf who wanted to stop hiding, to reveal themselves to th
