Two years later, I noticed the Arletan wolves suddenly coming out in packs and claiming that any strange families of people would be forced to be under their government.
It seemed like I was the only one who took it to observation. I didn't want to disclose it to anyone.
Lachie was already a two year old boy, trying to learn how life was in Arleta. Angus had already paid for the construction of a new house to accommodate the three of us.
Ever since then, I hadn't felt comfortable. I kept receiving sudden visitations from my ghost mother, and she wouldn't stop appearing to me.
The night hurried, drawing dark clouds down and spreading the atmosphere with a gusty wind. There were wolves who had sought to join us and attack Alpha Thane's kingdom and some of them stood outside watching
