Luther
Leander and I park our motorcycles outside the front of Gray Shadows Packhouse. We both climb off and place our helmets on the seats.
When Lilly finally managed to get through to me using our triplet link, this is where she said she’d be. Captured, she told me, but for what reason? They thought she was a rogue. Stupid motherfuckers!
I didn’t tell Mom and Dad I’d heard from Lilly; I didn’t want to give them false hope. However, I contacted Leander, who met me a few miles away. My brother has just found his mate but hasn’t approached her yet. She doesn’t belong to our pack. Hell, she doesn’t belong to any pack, though she isn’t a rogue. Humans raised her, adopted her, Leander told me. Goddess knows if the girl even knows what she is, but she’s definitely a Werewolf.
I would have g
