Chapter Two
Brody woke that afternoon and dressed in fresh clothes. He’d barely made it back for check-in time to beat Reggie. Thankfully he had as it would have been painful to have missed the morning after curfew. Reggie was a bastard when it came to controlling their pack. He was so paranoid about running into other packs that he forbade anyone from wandering farther than their borders. Now Brody certainly wasn’t going to volunteer the information to the old man, but he did like to play with him once in a while.
“Get up pup,” the old man called.
“I’m up, Reggie,” Brody countered.
“Good,” he returned. “I have a job for you.”
“Name it.”
“Did you eat well last night?”
“My wolf is comfortable and quiet, for now.”
“Excellent. It will aid you in today’s assignment as I need my sharpes
