Thatcher POV
He sat next to his father, because it was where he was supposed to sit, his place as the future Heir to their pack. Just sat there and watched and listened to them all. Looked at his sister who he had argued with himself not so long ago. Who had been missing for six and a half years.
Had run away because she had become pregnant to her Alpha and Beta, men he knew she had loved. She’d been so happy here, he’d never seen her that happy, ever, certainly not in their home pack. But then they had abandoned her without warning.
She looked so very different to him, taller and fairer, she seemed so different to him in that cottage. Was not even here inside the packhouse where she actually belonged, was where all alpha-blooded wolves lived, and wondered why that was? as he sat watchi
