[Make sure you bring a mate, or else.]
My father links me, a warning hidden in his voice causing me to clench the steering wheel tighter as I leave the safety of my pack. The magic of the barrier hiding us from view passes over me, reminding me that my secret must be kept hidden when I drive through the human towns. I cannot let anyone know I am a werewolf until I reach The Run. I hate the condescending tone my father uses towards me knowing that he sees me as nothing but a useless wolf even if I carry the same Alpha blood as he does, especially considering my mother was also a pure blooded Alpha wolf when she was alive. I stop the truck as soon as I am a safe distance inside neutral territory and away from the pack line, taking a deep breath before my anger can slip through into the
