Moonlight illuminated the forest paths. The sound of pounding footsteps was the only thing breaking into the quiet night along with the wet panting of running wolves. The pack run was underway.

And all the members followed their new alpha at some distance but without losing track of him. Only Clara, his proclaimed mate, was running almost effortlessly alongside him. So many years running for his life from the savages had been worth something to him.

She was still shocked that Dixon had let her run along with him at the pack's starting point, but yes, there she was. The wolf had come down from the dais with his huge jet black body begging for her size and had stood beside her rubbing his large head along her neck. He had licked just behind her ear as a show of affectionate possessiveness so to speak. In that way he was indicating to her that she needed to be next to him. He had even poured pheromones all over her almost erasing his brother's that had so far marked her body.

But it wasn