~Elliot~
I was tired, so very tired. I thought that when I found out Jonny was my mate, when we came to help to build the shelter, build a home, that my days of fighting against the world were over. It was har, draining, and even though I wanted to do what was best for the residents, I also wanted more than anything for things to be simple, even if just for a short while. It seemed that with every rock we turned over, there was another pile below it and I was at a loss as to what to do.
The residents depended on me, counted on me to make the right call. I had been doing that all my life, but that was when it was just me and Julie, not thirty other wolves that needed to be kept safe from an unknown killer. Maybe this is why our father wasn’t sad to watch us go. Maybe it was just that the
