ALPHA CHRIS BAXTER
I made my way back to the pack house, having left Paul and Jonas to finish the beers by the fire. It had been nice taking time out to remember my brother like that. I looked up at the Moon as I walked. It was a glowing resent in the dark blue night sky. I felt its light shining down on me and felt an inner peace. Being a werewolf, we had a connection to the moon that always brought us comfort, no matter how bad we were feeling. I thought about the story that Jonas had told. Had my father really been considering replacing me as his heir even before he had come to Lakeside? I couldn't think of a reason that Marcus would have lied to Jonas or why Jonas would have made it up. The only people who knew the whole truth were dead, so I would never really know. I was curious, th
