Alpha Caden

Jacob

My jaw hung slack. Jennifer and Thomas? Mates? The scent of woodsmoke and damp earth, usually comforting in my den, now felt thick and suffocating. I should have seen it.

The tremor in River’s paws, the wide, haunted eyes when my father brought her here – a tiny, terrified wolfling, alone. ...

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