Flashback: 15 years ago at the Blackmoon pack
It was midnight, and a 10-year-old boy with pitch-black hair sleeping soundly on his bed woke up at a low creaking sound. Though he was merely 10, he had an acute sense of hearing because he was a werewolf. He got up from the bed, suddenly alert of his surroundings. The room was dark without a speck of light, but he could smell someone's presence and that someone was definitely a werewolf.
Chris shook his head and signed, " Not again, Mom."
" Sh**! I wanted to surprise you," said Chris's Mom, Clara.
" No cursing, honey."
Clara ignored her mate Shawn and hugged her son tightly. " Happy Birthday Chrissy."
Chris whined. " Don't call me Chrissy, Mom. It sounds so girly, and I am a big boy now,"
" How much ever big you are, for me, you will
