Third Person's POV Spirit growls at the gray jerk that's tugging on our tail. Spirit growls as he whips around and snaps at him. His damn wolf practically laughs at me as he moves just out of reach. I turn to move forward again and he bites down on my tail, again.Spirit whips around again and this time Claudius didn't move fast enough and we tackle him. Spirit immediately begins nipping at his neck, shoulder and leg while growling playfully. Claudius's wolf wiggles around while trying to get out from underneath us. His tongue hangs out the side of his mouth happily as he squirms under us. Satisfied, Spirit finally let him up. I swear my wolf would be smiling right now if he could. He was so proud of himself that he took Claudius's wolf down after being picked at for the past hour. We finally made it to the lake and I'm thankful my backpack is still here and so is his from the last time we were here. He walks up and grabs his backpack with his mouth, then trots off behind another

Third Person's POV Leaving was just as hard as Noah thought it was going to be. Maybe even worse. There wasn't a dry eye around. All three grown men cried with Noah which made it even more difficult for him to turn and climb into the car. But he eventually managed to do it and now several hours later, he finally sees the Mackinac bridge getting closer and closer. He sits up taller in his seat as he sees the magnificent bridge before him. His eyes light up as he looks at it with such awe. Noah's never seen anything like this before. He's only seen the small little bridges in town, nothing like this! Even the body of water is massive. He's only seen the small lakes, never a great lake! He rolls the window down and sticks his out the window and takes a deep breath in. He can smell the water as they approach it. He hears the moment their wheels touch the bridge and he sticks his head farther out the window and looks down, once again in awe as he looked at the metal road below him, and

Third Person's POV His first night at the new pack Noah laid in bed thinking of the moment he left home, remembering how hard it was to leave Thaddeus and his family. But that's not all... He remembered seeing Claudius standing at the tree line as they drove down the long driveway headed towards the main road. He remembered seeing Claudius standing there, holding onto a tree crying as they drove by. They locked eyes and he stepped forward reaching out to him. He heard his weak voice as Claudius pleaded not to go. He felt him pushing on the link and he held it closed as tight as he could, knowing that if he opened it he might not be able to leave. Knowing he might end up jumping from the car and run to him. Not looking back at him and not jumping from the car and running to him was one of the hardest things he's done, aside from stepping out of Thaddeus's arms and getting in the car. He felt Claudius for a while, continuing to push on the link until they were far enough away and h

Third Person's POV Alpha Hughes was even more excited than he originally was as walked into the formal dining room. He liked what he saw of little Omega when he was on the training field, but this was the first time he actually saw him close up. He was instantly amazed with how beautiful he was. He had never seen anyone as beautiful as Noah was. He thought Noah had the most beautiful piercing blue eyes he'd ever laid eyes on. And that flawless beautiful pale skin of his looked so soft, it took everything he had not to reach out and touch him and see for himself exactly how soft Noah was. But he held back and refrained from reacting on his impulses and those desires and kept his hands to himself. He thought of that amazing snow white hair, it was white all the way down to the scalp, and not the kind of white where it's obvious been bleached. This looked natural, and so soft. That's another thing on his list of things he'd like to touch and see for himself how soft it actually is.

Third Person's POV Noah sat outside under a tree, enjoying the warm summer day in Ohio. The weather is much warmer here than it is in the upper peninsula of Michigan. He sits under the tree with his back resting against the tree, his knee up near his chest and his hand resting on it while holding a book. He was halfway through a paragraph when he startled at the sound of a voice. The book went flying as he jumped, then glared at the Alpha that just scared him. Alpha Hughes laughed as he reached down and picked the book up. He sat down next to him and handed the book back. "I'm sorry I scared you again. I do seem to keep doing that, don't I?" "You keep catching me when I'm not paying attention." Noah said, feeling his heart settling down. The Alpha smiled before extending his left hand across his body and presenting a two tone peonies to Noah. A light pale pink with the darker pink center. A smile spreads across Noah's face as he reaches for it. He immediately brings it to his n