The Pack's Nemesis Epilogue 2: Life Plans

Dorian

‘Smell anything, Karn?’ I ask my wolf. I’m still in bed on this, my eighteenth birthday. I didn’t expect that my mate would be here, there’s nothing for me here in this pack, but I figured I’d better make sure.

‘I would have smelled her last night if she was here,’ he says.

That’s true. I guess she could be in Delaney’s pack, but somehow, I doubt it. I’ve known for a while that my place was