Beta Pierre Knows

“RUN! Ciandra, RUN!”

She could see herself running freely, far away from Beta Pierre, and of course nowhere near the Dark Shadow Pack. Beta Pierre’s drunk self was on the ground, mumbling, and if she wasn’t in shock, she would have learned another secret.

Her face had gone white, pale like a ghost. The wolf she sent to call others was the one who broke her from the current state she was in, she waved at them to go back to the pack and slowly picked up Beta Pierre from the ground.

She couldn’t leave him without facing the music later. As much as her wolf was advising her against helping the man, she knew this situation was different from when they had left him at the Wilder Pack, the evening he rolled out of the moving car, and on other occasions. He was vulnerable and she didn’t want to take the chance of leaving him around the humans who detested him.

“Daddy, Beta Pierre knows.” Her father was the only one she could think of. She had to, after all, he had been her greatest teache