Johns POV
I dreamed about her last night. It was perfect. Our wolves ran together. I learned her name. We relaxed near a stream and just talked.
I know it was just a dream, but I can’t stop thinking about her. Her strength, her beauty, her smile, her eyes. Everything about her draws me in.
I heard a knock on my door and shook my head to clear my thoughts. My beta walked in, took one look at me and got a massive smile on his face.
“What do you want Stephen?” That came out harsher than I planned.
“Well aren’t we in a mood today?” He walked over and plopped himself on a chair near my desk. “I heard some news through the grapevine.”
“Well don’t drag it out. What’s going on?”
He smiles at me, “It appears there may be a new alpha around here. The Forest Meadow Pack had their funeral yeste
