ALPHA THORIN POV
I sat on my fishing dock, the line in the water. The lake was calm, but I knew I’d get a nibble soon. This lake was one of the best fishing holes I’ve had. I couldn’t think of a better place to build my cabin and retire.
I have my pup, the daughter I never thought I would find alive. Here she is, thriving with the love of her life, my successor.
Fate has a funny way of ensuring everything works out as it should.
Beast was a lost and discarded soul. So many cast him aside because of the weight on his back, but I saw him. I saw the potential and strength that he held within, as if he just had the right leader to polish him up and set him back on his feet again.
It’s been nearly a year since Blackfoot Rogues became the established pack called The Slaughtered Lambs Pack.
