‘So your wolves recognise Quinn as their Alpha despite her diminished Aura?’ Hudson questioned, frowning as he tried to make sense of everything that he had learned.
Celia nodded, ‘they know the scent of their Alpha and Luna’ she replied, ‘it’s faint on Quinn but it’s still there, in her blood, we are drawn to her because of this.’
The Alpha glanced at his mate worriedly, ‘so what stops Alpha Trent figuring out who you are?’ he asked nervously. ‘If Hugh recognised your mother in you, surely he would too?’
Quinn shook her head, ‘that night was the‘ first time Alpha Trent ever saw my mother and I doubt he took much notice of her looks when he was murdering her. He nor his pack knew that mum and dad had a pup, they turned the packhouse upside down and never found an Alpha pup. I was alread
