Dale's POV
Because of the recent rogue sightings around the pack's boarders, I had to go help Dad out with the pack work. It's happened three times already in the past two weeks. The fact that he hadn't gotten to the bottom of the situation irked my father greatly. So while he focused most of his attention to catching the rogues, I was in charge of paper work.
Not my favourite task but it'll be my job soon enough. Might as well get used to it.
After sitting in a desk for two long hours, I was finally done. My wolf was begging to be let free so I gave him full control. My bones bent and cracked as my body changed form and in a matter of seconds I was fully shifted. Without even pausing, my wolf dashed into the forest. Running as fast as her could, dodging trees and hopping over logs.
