When I had gotten back home that night, my mother had been relieved, and I noticed she was smiling widely. I did not understand why at first until I saw my father emerge from the kitchen with a big smile on his face. His face was bruised and one of his arms was fractured but he was alive.
I had run towards him and placed my around him tightly. He laughed and hugged me back with just as much strength. “Hello, kiddo,” he said, and I felt tears drop from my eyes. I could not believe he was here.
Cole and Abraham were still standing at the door uncomfortably. I had asked them to come so that they could help me explain everything to my mother and offer her a place in the pack house if she wished. That way, we would all be able to move into Silver Moon Pack territory. But now, my father was h
