Chapter 11

Liam

My wolf was remarkably pleased to have the female join us. I supposed that was because he liked to be around as much pack as possible, and he seemed to regard Mia as a pack member. She hadn’t been accepted yet, but it was probably going to happen. According to our new traveling companion, she had skills that would be valuable to us. Baking was always popular, but working with poultry was a good thing. Also, she could weave a bit, and I knew old Helga was dying for someone to help her with that.

A bigger worry was the look of the sky. As soon as we’d gotten off the switchbacks, we also left the fog behind, and the overhead picture was that of clouds pregnant with snow. Something the pack would welcome because we needed the snowpack of winter to grow crops in the spring and summer. There had been so little for so long. But we were not anywhere near where we wanted to be—where there were a few scattered travel shelters we could have holed up in, meaning, we were going to have to ca