"But don't people notice that you don't age?" Dale asked, his food momentarily forgotten as he absorbed this new information.
"Of course they do, that's why we live where we live. In the isolated backside of this great nation." Pride colored Juke's voice as he continued. "We have everything we want and will ever need on our land to survive. We also have pack members strategically placed in the big cities and towns, as well as all over the world.
The assigned members spend ten years or so outside the village. Then come home when they have a replacement." Juke popped the last of his food into his mouth, his movements precise and controlled.
Dale's wolf preened at being trusted with such information, even as his human side tried to process the implications.
"So your dad is double black, and that makes him the true alpha for your pack. You and Jazz are like princes. You with the single
