The Rogue Wolf And The Hybrid.

Cinnia perceived a warm breath on her face. She smiled softly. 'Was Denzel back already?' However, it was puzzling. Cinnia knew she could not have been asleep for long.

She had felt dizzy that afternoon while out on a walk with Mya after Denzel left to oversee some business and meet with the Alphas of two other packs; familiarizing herself with the massive compound, the borders, and the pack members who had thankfully stopped gazing at her like she was an alien from another planet.

Though the older Epsilons—the most respected elder wolves—of the pack were wary of her and refused to come close, the younger ones were enthralled by her duality. Later on, two Thetas joined in the tour, teaching her about the lands, hunting grounds, and a bit of the history of the Nightfall pack. For some reason, they declined to talk about the witches' involvement when Cinnia asked.

Cinnia quickly won over the Thetas, younger Epsilons, and the pups who began following her about despite their mothers' w