Kennedy

I feel like Quirin is finally starting to recognize that I’m not just some silly little pup; that I’m actually an intelligent woman that can help the pack. At least, it feels that way. He apologized, which was totally unexpected but very much appreciated.

When we walk into the packhouse, I take a deep breath. I’m guessing that this conversation isn’t going to go over well. This pack is very arrogant. I wasn’t joking when I called Quirin arrogant earlier. That’s all it is, ...