Chapter 6

“Okay. Let’s start from the beginning, shall we? Seff, back off. Let’s go with formal introductions first, yes? Alright then, I’m Rafe Maccon, Alpha of the Macconwood Pack, my territory includes most of the continent of North America. This is Maccon City, my hometown and base of operations. You seem to know what we are and now you know my name, so, you are?”

Rafe Maccon sat at a table in a dark room at the back of The Thirsty Dog. Some place where they wouldn’t be disturbed. With him were Seff, his Beta, and Randall, his Third and another of his Wolf Guard. These were the highest-ranking Wolves in Fred’s Pack.

The Macconwood Pack was well known and highly respected in the supernatural community. She had little dealings with the Alpha and his Wolf Guard, but as promised, they came when she called. Tears threatened to roll down her cheeks as she realized the implication. She had a home. She had family. As long as she had Pack.