For such a small town, Beta Kendra Sullivan found the Alpha’s palace a little too ostentatious for her liking.
Almost everywhere they passed, if it wasn’t adorned in gold, then it was diamond or some other flamboyant, rich metal.
When the nice, kind old man, Saul, informed her that they would have to be granted a meeting with the Alpha first before anything else, Kendra knew instantly that they would be attacked by the tedious procedures of bureaucracy and protocol.
Seeing the male and female wolves in the little town, going about their activities stirred a feeling that Kendra identified very well.
She missed her pack.
A part of her wondered if Killian felt the same.
If she, as Beta, was feeling this nostalgic, she could only imagine how he, as Alpha, was feeling.
She thought about
