Rafe POV
He was reading the invitation that had arrived at the pack this morning, just after sunup, dropped off by a wolf, who’d stated it was from the Wandering Moon Pack. Hadn’t needed to sign for it. They just handed it to the guard at the gate and then had moseyed on away once more.
Rafe smiled at seeing that young Conner Greystone was finally taking over from his father. It was an invitation to his ascension ceremony. Thoughtful of him, considering they weren’t allied. They had chatted on and off over the past four years, relayed how the gypsies were doing and just said hello. He’d found his Mate, had to chase her halfway around the world.
He knew why the witches liked him, had seen him grow from the boy he was to the man he now was. They had told Rafe and Jack that once he caught
