It had been a month since Jonas’ funeral and things had improved since then. My promise to Jonas still rang in my mind and I thought it always would. My wolf and I had also improved our connection. She reached out to me two weeks after the funeral, once we were done with our grief. We still missed Jonas, there was a hole in our heart after his death but now we felt stronger, with a purpose. I was to become Queen of Werewolves, after all, and my pack and I have been planning a quest around the world to find more werewolves. In fact, there was a newer member to our ranks, Donald Archibald. As it turned out, he was a werewolf like his sister and Elizabeth had been there when he shifted for the first time. Donald had been bewildered and it had taken time to get through him, but he was soo
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