~The Mark of an Alpha Mate~

EIRA

Fall came and everyone was falling fast into rhythm. The whispers and agitated looks were gradually replaced by the smell of pine smoke and dry leaves. I stood at the completely renovated courtyard watching the twins make their first attempt at crawling.

The young wolves who were being trained by Lucan were becoming better everyday, and the sounds of their grunts and clashes of their knives kept the courtyard alive. We had to survive the upcoming winter and ...