Gregory Wolvensen was trotting through the blue grey fog slipping from lamp post to lamp post watching the shadows for anything that out of the ordinary.  The rogues had been active lately and not covering their tracks very well so between trying to figure out what they were up to and covering up their messes Gregory and his pack were exhausted.    His white wolf barely made a sound as he approached the shoreline of Lake Ontario.  Here in the dream realm it was silent...he could easily follow his nose without fear of being jumped. Stepping on the cool, sand and hearing the water lap quietly at the shore line he followed the scent of an unknown wolf to a grouping of large rocks.  Gol

Aricka climbed into bed after making sure she’d latched all the windows in her apartment, though she knew that the locks were really useless.  She’d lost track of how many times she’d had to jimmy one window or another open to get in when she’d forgotten her keys. The door had two locks and a chain but none of them were truly secured to the door frame properly so if someone was truly determined to get in then they would be in. She just told herself that she had nothing valuable in the apartment and everyone in the building knew it.Drifting off to sleep she dreamt of wolves at her windows trying to get in. There were three out there in the dark. One was small, tan with dark tufts on the top of his oversized ears and whined to be let in. He was irresistible so much like her own son that the next thing she knew she wa

                It took a good fifteen minutes of further driving down a winding tree lined road to come out into a large meadow-like area with a huge building predominantly placed towards the back of the open space.  There were a couple of other smaller buildings which looked like one a possible garage that must have been able to handle at least twenty or more vehicles. There were other people going about their business and even a few wolves lounging on a grassy area in the sun. It was so relaxed and normal Aricka was stunned. Werewolves were real… sitting there out in the open.                “Mom you okay? Mom? We’re home. We’re safe.” As

                After watching Gregory leave the office, Aricka was at a loss.  She wasn’t sure how she felt or what to do with herself.  For the first time since she’d started her day, she was alone.  Sitting down on the sofa again she held her head in both her hands.  So much to think about.  How much could she believe? How much fact was in all of this? Too much than she wanted to think about. How could he just flip from one extreme emotion to another one so fast?  First accusing her and then kissing her.  She was overwhelmed by i

          Gregory finally reached the pack house and found Aricka wasn’t in the office. But he could easily follow her scent.No one thought it was odd for another wolf randomly sniffing. They all knew it just meant another wolf hunting for someone or something. The Alpha followed the scent trail into the kitchen where it stopped. Growling in irritation he turned around and back tracked. Discovering a new path up the main staircase and down the hallway towards his apartments but when he got to the door her scent let to two doors.