![]() ![]() She also thought, correctly, that I brought trouble for the pack with me. She didn’t think it was a good thing for pack morale. Auriele and I were getting along, which made her the only one of the three female werewolves in the pack who was friendly with me at the moment.Īuriele hadn’t been happy having me as the Alpha’s mate, either-I was a coyote shapeshifter among wolves. The second reason for my compliance was more self-serving. Unless it is against my enemies, whispered a soundless voice in my head that might have been mine but felt like Coyote’s. ![]() ![]() That felt like cheating, and I never cheat. I didn’t argue with her because I was one of the three people in the pack who outranked her, so she’d have to back down. I would have let the rest of the dishes wait until it was done, but Auriele, Darryl’s mate, wouldn’t hear of it. The dishwasher was running, stuffed full and then some. Darryl, Adam’s second, who usually prepared the meals, was a hellaciously good cook, and his food attracted anyone who could manage to come. The breakfasts weren’t mandatory because that would have ruined the intent. Sunday breakfasts weren’t attended by the whole pack-some of them had families just like regular people or jobs they worked on the Sabbath. “I’ll get it,” said my stepdaughter, Jesse, hastily dumping two glasses and a fork in my sink.Ī werewolf pack that eats together stays together, I thought, scrubbing stubborn egg off a plate. ![]() The phone rang while I was elbow-deep in sudsy dishwater. ![]()
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