Kendell

Standing magnificently by our chamber door, which had been opened a while ago, was Kai—my father's cousin. A worthless pack member and a cunning man.

His hair was braided into cornrows, and his slanted eyes darted into mine.

He was the one who suggested my parents stay back the night of the journey. That was the only good thing I remember him doing.

"I have a strange feeling about this, Alpha Swat," Kia had warned my dad.

"You are just getting cold feet," my dad said, ...