Chapter 13: The Stranger

My body was heavy with exhaustion the next morning. The first hint of light was on the horizon and I was preparing the breads for breakfast. Bagels, danish, and croissants all had to be shaped and baked.

As I portioned and formed the bagels I let my mind drift back to the night before. I am determined to identify last night's stranger. His aura seemed too strong to be a slave. He was likely a warrior assigned to the royal guard. He had to have already had his moon ceremony. His wolf was magnificent.

The Kingdom of the Moon pack membership is by mating or invitation only. The royal pack is run on a very literal interpretation of rules of class and hierarchy, as is outlined in the sacred texts. No tradition is too antiquated to be enforced within this pack. Other packs comply with the rigid rules and strict interpretations when in the presence of the royal family and clergy. Once left to their own controls, the Alpha of the pack determines local customs and interpretations, but unde