AARON
We entered a beautiful packhouse that looked more like a fancy museum. The staircase was gold and white, the carpets were red and gold and most paintings had red and gold trimmings.
The chandeliers were gold and crystal that hung from high ceilings. They looked as if they were wealthier than our own pack and trying to show it off even though they were half our size.
Uncle Jeremi was only two years older than my father. He took over the pack because his mate was the only female daughter of her Alpha father.
She could have remained an Alpha female but because her husband was a born Alpha she had the choice to run the pack or give it over to him and become Luna. She did so, keeping her family line in the pack.
He’d been running the pack for 23 years, soon to be handing the pac
