I smile as I watch the wolves of Blood Moon, Hidden Claws, and my Silver Crystal Crescent mingle in the field outside of the pack house. Ariven and Dominic man the grill, the smell of burgers, steaks, sausages, and other delicious barbecue-worthy meats wafting in the breeze. Amberle is doing her best to get Lace drunk by the bonfire while some wolves sneak off into the night. I chuckle, realizing we may have to shuffle the packs around if my hunch is correct and some have found their mates.
"Gemmy." A voice calls out softly, and I turn to see Mika standing beside the table I sit at, a small smile on his lips, his hands holding two cans of cola.
"You think I can sit and talk with you for a bit? I brought you a drink." I chuckle, motioning for him to take the seat across from me and
