The Hybrid's Hope
she says smiling.
A moment passes between us, something that feels familiar and warm.
She sits in the rocking chair, and I sit on the floor in front of her.
“I found out some things too while I was looking for you,” I tell her.
“Like what?”
“I found the Alpha wolf, and his triplets. They’re Orsa’s, Bjork’s, and Artis’ half-sisters. Their mix of panther and Alpha wolf is better than your sisters’, but it seems like they were ousted from the packs. They’re living alone. Nigel, that’s the Alpha, went searching for his pups. They have a similar story to your sisters, their mother had a litter of hybrids and none of the boys survived.”