Wolves like him?
He figured that meant they were of European descent.
Rogue King?
Just who was this wolf who dared try to usurp his authority?
Alexander lay in the bed with questions running through his mind. Luckily, Erin slept soundly. Her breathing was easy and her rest peaceful. Telling her story had been exhausting, but he knew her weariness was far deeper.
A terrible burden had been placed on her shoulders. She was a born healer and a blessing to her pack, until someone interfered. The guilt for the deaths of her family and pack weighed heavily on her, but none of it was her’s to bear. No, the fault lay squarely on those whose greed had destroyed everything she held dear.
Erin did have much to worry about. If the rogues had found her, they would have dragged her back and kep
