~Missy’s Point of View~   I was walking home from school, after another ridiculous day of whispers and teasing. I couldn’t believe how quickly the entire pack found out my mates were going to be Alphas. There was a lot of criticism of course, for different reasons.    Some people said they’d never be real Alphas, like legitimate. They didn’t have a bloodline and they didn’t fight for it. Which was ridiculous! If Ridge was given his pack and he was legit then my mates would be too. I had to believe that.    I’d just come around the side of my neighbor’s house when I heard a whistle, like a cat call. I ignored it, figuring someone was just being a jerk. I finally cleared the side of my house and stopped dead in my tracks. Was I hallucinating?  

~Nate’s Point of View~   Time had really gotten away from me, and before I knew it the day of the dance was here. Things at our new pack were really coming along, we had broken ground on the packhouse and a few other key buildings. Their framing was up. We’d hired Ridge and some other trusted packs to help. I think some of them were a bit nervous that once word got out, they might lose some of their people who’d be curious about us.   Councilor Quinn had tried several times to interfere and send people he knew to get in on the construction but we weren’t having it and I was sure that would bite us in the ass later on. This was our pack and yeah we were taking their money … but we had to live here. It was our names and our reputations at stake. It needed to be right.   I hadn

~Ryan’s Point of View~   If that little bitch thinks she can mess with MY mate, she’s got another thing coming. I know she’s a female and a pup, but she’s gonna get hers. One way or another!   I could sense the fury radiating off Nate, and I knew we needed to blow the hell outta here soon. What we had planned next was too important. Also if my wolf had to look at that little bitch anymore he was going to force himself forward and rip her face off. And I wasn’t going to stop him.   If this was Long Tooth I’d embarrass the shit outta her, but then again at my pack it never would have gotten this far. Gone on for this long. I really had the feeling there was more Missy wasn’t telling us and I hated that. We had to get her there, and we would. There was still a bit of trust left

Three Months Later   ~Missy’s Point of View~   Time is a funny thing, when you want it to go by fast, it doesn’t. And vice versa. I knew I wanted time to speed up, but in some aspects my mates needed more time.    So far they only had fourteen people interested in the pack with ten fully committed, not counting us or Nate’s mom obviously. Only three males so far had actually moved in. Clearly that was a disappointing number.    I had yet to go actually see the pack lands, or anything they were doing outside of pictures they showed me. They just kept saying they didn’t yet have enough done. Didn’t they know I didn’t care? I would be proud of a birdhouse they had made as long as they did it with pride and di

~Missy’s Point of View~   “No! No no no, why would you put that there! Come on! Think about it,” I scolded, as I began shoving furniture around.    I was trying to help set up the pack daycare, which was extremely important. We had to get this right, it had to be a safe and perfect space. Pups are a pack’s most valuable resource, they are the future! This has to be a warm and inviting place or people won’t want to leave their babies in our care.   The three males gaped at me, but just nodded and did as I directed. I could get used to this!! People who listened to me? Didn’t laugh at me? Looked at me as a person of authority?   “There, now we’re getting somewhere. Okay what colors are we painting these walls? We