She came just after dawn.
We had to stop our celebration because of her and this made my whole pack pissed.
Chris was already on alert, his wolf bristling through his skin, when James escorted her inside.
Scouts had found her around the border, just walking the line as if it was nothing.
Jenny.
She wore pale silks too thin for winter, her blonde hair in soft waves, the perfect picture of a fragile, innocent epsilon.
But her eyes gave her away.
Cold. Calculating. Smiling where she shouldn’t.
“Amber-Louise,” she said softly, with a voice like poison “I came with a message from my Alpha.”
Chris stepped forward instantly, voice sharp. “Whatever it is, say it quick and leave.”
Jenny’s gaze flicked past him to me, deliberate. “Diesel admires your spirit. He thinks you’re wasting it
