Petes POV
Shortly before Christmas the second year after we became part of the Yellow Moon pack, the yellow Luna became ill.
Time had as it always done, gone on. We all went on whit our life, despite our loses. I had resumed the collaboration with Alpha Nick, at the request of Max. Not because I had to make money for the pack or my own entertainment, but to be able to continue gathering information about The huntsmen's deeds. I had quietly built up a ring of spies I trusted, and Max had been as involved in the work as I was.
Over the last two years we had managed to collaborate with other Alphas across the country and several times we had managed to evacuate large parts of a pack before the huntsmen had arrived. Unfortunately it had also happened that we arrived too late, either we arr
