Prince Of Wolves

ng too obvious. Jen was lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling fan when she said “We need to find a way to

l for him since he isn’t from here. We could ask if we coul

that’s perfec

give their new exchange student some fried chicken, ‘taters, and corn on the cob. Seriously, how lame could you get, Jacque thought as she l

e stained-glass lamp with absolutely no theme whatsoever that sat on her small wood desk, she, Sally and Jen had carved various things on its surface. She looked at her dresser mirror which had pi

n a way she wasn’t sure of yet. Jacque lay back down on her back watching her ceiling fan go around in a circle, the motor lulling her to sleep. Her last thought as she drifted o

e looked at the house and noticed it was quite large; two stories with a wrap-around porch. It actually looked like a house you might see out in the country not in a suburb. The yard was nicely manicured with short green grass. There was a tall, full tree to the right of the walk way with

y that, but he just happen to be the son of the current Alpha. Wait it gets worse, his name, Fane Lupei, literally meant “Crown Wolf” how fitting for the prince of the Romani

d himself, “now you have to live

st numbers of Greys in the world, he didn’t know. There are other places that Canis Lupus hold as territories like Ireland, the Balkans and Poland, even Italy and Spain have some Grey wolves. One would think that a Grey would go to another territory where Grey’s were, but the problem is wolves are

and friend, and said, “I guess this is it, mulţumesc (thank you)

y prince; it is always

on me. Here in Coldspring I’m just a hig

s a child. Sorin had actually wanted to stay in the U.S. with Fane, but Fane insisted Sorin go home and let him be on his