Kylani

Kylani

I knew we were close to the pack as we tracked the bears a few days ago. I knew I wanted to stop and see how things were going, as did Mykenzie, but we couldn’t. I have no idea what the ears are doing here, but they better not mess with the pack. The two of us did hear a couple of voices, and from the sound of it, they belonged to a couple of the pups.

“Who do you think he was talking about?” Mykenzie asked.

“I have no idea. I know that none of them is old enough to scent their mates, and neither voice sounded that old. I heard one of them say the name Dustin, but I am not sure which one was since we didn’t see them.” I answer.

We still haven’t had the time to sit and watch the pack. Between the elemental problems, issues with the dark fae and now the fucking supernatural black market, we just can’t find the time. Which, by the way, is pissing us off. I know that mom, Aunt Hera, Aunt Athena, and Imyra have been checking in on them more. Dimitri has also been her