Tondae
Looking out over the courtyard bustling with life took me back to the days of my own Pack, the Shiloh Pack, and when I first met Kylo. I glanced over at Lycia and smiled. “Kylo was a formidable man."
She laughed. “He still is."
I nodded my concession. “I first met Kylo in the 1870s, over a hundred years ago. I'll never forget it as long as I live."
Lycia studied me intently, listening silently.
“The evening air was thick with tension and anticipation as members of the Shiloh and Skyclaw packs gathered at the finest event of the season, the Winterfred Ball, hosted by Alvin Winterfred and his family every year."
I smiled at the memory. It had been years since I had thought of it. Their sons had been sent to war, and the Winterfred line had died out years ago.
“Sweet cigar smok
