As we jump out of the helicopter finally arriving at the Night Wing Pack, I help my mates tidy up their nicely tailored suits. The three of us wore feeling alert and edged as our wolves paced in our minds anticipating a great change in our lives. I grunted “why did we decide to come to this? We are not needed and my wolf is on edge” Soren rolled his eyes at me as Thorne crossed his arms looking like a some tattooed thug “we all agreed we needed to be here. It was a feeling and we do not agree on family trips easily. This was clearly the goddesses doing and we must accept what will come” he said sternly. He may not be my bodyguard anymore, but he would still act like it as he carefully looked around his environment. It was funny to watch him locate exits, and escape roots.
Thorne mined lin
