49 THE GRAY WOLF

49

THE GRAY WOLF

D istress.

My pack mate, my omega, was in distress. The human couldn’t hold me back, I needed to protect her.

And now, I had two new pack mates, the other humans she had bonded with, to help me.

It took them a moment to get their bearings – they’d been stuck inside their humans for so long, like me – but once they stretched and recognized me and each other, it was time to go.

Protect the pack.

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