Chapter 31

Mozzy hid in the darkened corner. He’d hoped to catch Echo before she went to fetch her siblings but paused while watching her race towards them with a troubled expression. Was she worried for them?

Mozzy’s tenseness towards Echo’s mood suddenly vanished when he watched her. The way the light hit her and the soft, loving expression on her face reminded Mozzy of his own mother when he watched her staring at his younger brothers after putting them to bed when they were younger. He would always peek around her arm and find their still bodies, with only their chest rising and falling, pretty boring. He’d never understood it. Now, he knew it wasn’t just a maternal instinct. It was a mother’s love.

Obviously Echo wasn’t her siblings mother but she came close to being one. A pack was supposed to be a knit-tight family and would take turns caring for the pups. This pack was too large and too used to modern day ways making pack life less special. Now, Echo seemed to carry the burden of a regu