The Silverwolf
So was the whole pack.
"Kendra, you're… you’re silver." He said at long last.
"So?" I asked, flopping sideways again and chewing on his ankle. He chuckled and lay down, rolling my tiny fluffy body back and forth with his paw.
My father's beta, Paul, looked at me fondly. "So you are a very special pup." He answered. Paul was Thomas and Lily's father. It had been his mate, Lisa, who had nursed me after I had been born. "You are the literal reincarnation of the Moon Goddess' first daughter." He said gently.