Chapter Two
Cindy was going to start bawling any minute, she just knew it. She was trying not to, was worried it would send the wrong message. She and Myra were committed to starting the new pack, but she hadn’t considered how hard it would be to actually watch Myra, her alpha, hand over the pack that she had lovingly led for so long.
Myra held Adam’s hand tightly as she stood before Kendra and Deacon, with most of the pack spread out around the group, on the back lawn of the pack house. Cindy could see Adam’s knuckles were white. It would be odd for him, she supposed, to be feeling some of the connections of the pack to his mate, but not the normal level, since he was not their alpha.
He and Myra had left Mountain Pack after their mating and gone to his cabin in Montana to spend a coup
