Chapter 62

While I wanted to visit my Grandma and Dad, I had spent the rest of the afternoon with Breyona and Mason. I returned to the packhouse around seven, immediately heading to the kitchen for something to eat. Werewolf appetites were troublesome at times, requiring a large amount of food to keep us sustained.

Alpha Zeke stood in the kitchen, a bowl of chicken and rice in his hands. His

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