The air crackled with energy as the connection solidified, something ancient and unbreakable settling in my core. The lead wolf my wolf let out a deep, rumbling sound that wasn’t quite a growl, wasn’t quite a purr, but something in between. It was approval. Acceptance.

The others reacted immediately. One by one, the shimmering wolves lowered their heads, acknowledging the shift. The pack had chosen.

Logan, still in his wolf form, let out a wary snarl, his hackles raised. Lena stood ...