Lyra POV
Silently, Rebecca and I walked away from the Alpha house, toward the shacks in the back. Unmated females were kept together in a few huts at the edge of the compound. The cool wind whipped through my hair, bringing with it a chill that only existed at the edge of a tree line. My skin itched with how unprotected I felt. I had never thought much of it before being nestled within the forest of Yellowstone.
Unlike Ronan’s pack, houses were built out in the open where trees grew sparsely. Being higher up the mountain was tactical, but I think it went deeper. Being so high up appealed to the superiority complex most of these males held. There were spots of coarse dirt where houses were built, and between them were giant stone slabs that jutted up from the ground without rhyme or reas
