Epilogue
The sun was slowly sliding behind the mountains. The warm breeze could very well be the last of the season, since winter was approaching with hurried steps.
Theodore’s nostrils flared as he took in his domain. In Glasstone, he’d been a ruler of men. Here, with his pack, he was an alpha, and this coat fit him best; in the land of humans, he had always felt incomplete.
Not anymore. But he still recalled his many trials and the suffering he had endured as a wolf without a