l tighter as I leave the safety of my pack. The magic of the barrier hiding us from view passes over me, reminding me that my s

ring my mother was also a pure blooded Alpha wolf when she was alive. I stop the truck as soon as I am a safe distance inside neutral territory and away from the pack line, taki

ne to many deaths caused by a stupid Theta or Warrior instigating a pissed off Alpha or Beta to look tough in front of the she-wolves until blood is splattered and screams of panic resounds around the clearing. Where co-ordinators would have to separate the Alphas and Betas from the l

er need to deal with Gregory – my father – anymore once I make it to the Lodge in seven days. That with my pack situated in the norther part of Ontario nothing will attack them until I get back from T

ed to be passed down, hence The Run and the claiming of a mate. After the success of the first run, the tradition carried down. Something about taking a female by force seemed like the ultimate manly thing to do and during those time periods where the male had to be strong and their offsp

rd spiral he would create will be catastrophic to say the least. My grip on the wheel tightens even more as I clench my jaw. I will not let Felix steal my birthright; I will do everything t

t up anger. Anger at my father for continuing to force pack mates to The Run. Anger at the abuse th

tretching slightly, I walk back to my truck and drive away. I might as well get this done and over with and get back to my pack with a mate in tow. Maybe after the shock of being clai

If I had to force myself onto a