Olivia
“Nervous?” My dad pulled me to his side. On the other side my mum nestled into him.
When I was younger, it used to embarrass me how affectionate they were with each other but that had changed as I grew up.
I loved that my parents were still totally in love.
“Nope.” I lied, “this isn’t my first run dad.” I had been doing the midsummer wolf run since I was a teenager. If course back then I was always assigned an older pack member to act as a personal body guard.
Runs had a habit of attracting the attention of other packs and shifters. Especially Romans’ runs. Although there hadn’t been any real problems for years. My dad still worried.
But this was the first run where I would be chased down. Where I would be the prey.
“First one where you will be …..” Reaper frowned and
