100 YEARS AGO: DESTINY
Hunter stiffened. "A plan? What the hell do you need a plan with me for? Why are you even here?"
Brynn stood up and walked over to him. She swept her long, dark brown hair—the same color as the rest of the Brentwoods—back over her shoulders and looked at him, blinking with the Brentwoods' blue eyes.
“You’re our brother, and you’re suffering,” she whispered. They were all wolves, so they could hear her clearly. “You had to kill a lone wolf that was threatening the frontier and wouldn’t give up. Now you have to make decisions that, from our perspective, won’t be easy. So, Hunter, my brother, our brother, we’re here for you. Even if we bother you terribly. We’re here.”
Hunter narrowed his eyes, though his heart was touched by her words. Yes, his brothers and cousins
