[She stared out the window. Her fingers fidgeted with the edges of her sweatshirt. The smell of the Alpha surrounded her and she wanted to relax into it. Brigid wanted to be safe within a pack again.

No one had told her about him. She'd known there was an Alpha around.

The tears gathered on her lashes and she forced them back.]

My father was killed, by the Alpha. Then, I was told to leave. The only family I have left is a maternal aunt who lives here.