The Wolf SummersChapter 10A The Cradle of the Pack
The end of a large story Those words brought my human summers to an end. After Erica, anyone wanting something from me had to brave the cradle of the pack. She made a choice from fear and a habit of emotional pain. I made the choice not to experience her again. I never thought of what could have been though. Too much of my fate had been sealed on the deathbed of the only man I could call father. "Take care of my family, David." His voice was weak, but his eyes were strong. I nodded, but...