Jack
Troy’s wolf let out a loud possessive growl as we entered the clearing, and for a moment, my attention moved from my daughter, who was chained to a tree, to the young alpha. His eyes were locked on my baby girl as he growled deeply. His wolf claimed what was his, letting everyone know he was not happy about the way she was being treated. I wasn’t sure if I was happy about this because I knew the kid would take care of her and do everything he could to ensure her happiness for the rest of her life. Or if I was angry at the fact he was claiming my little girl, who didn’t even know what her father was. Let alone the fact that he was claiming her before she even knew what she was or what that would mean for her. I was surprised though he let me take the lead as we got Zoey down. Which I
