Rhyson
“All I’m saying is that if you’re going to mope about it, you should have never let her go,” Juniper said with a shrug. “I’m not here to follow a grumpy werewolf into the forbidden forest.”
I scowled. “I’m not grumpy, and this is not the forbidden forest. And you’re here because of loyalty, not because of any personality trait of mine.”
“So true.”
When I snarled at her, she just laughed. Juniper was the youngest of my entourage at only twenty years old, but she’d been Marrow’s second-in-command since she was fifteen. Reckless and impulsive, she was the last wolf I’d expected to be by my side, but when push came to shove, her wolf was one of the best. As my Gamma, she would spend a lot of time traveling from pack to pack and identifying problems.
If she survived that long.
Her
