The orphan from the Moonvalley's Manes

but didn't turn around, just stood there with her head s

carpet, stuck behind her and for moments only the

ell

air from her fa

a?" she asked with

es called and said he'll be here toni

o Stella. She drew in her breath

t is he doing here? I didn'

an hesitated

maybe he just wants to come

ged to whisper: "Then I want to take

nd then stammered: "You must try to be strong, my child. Maybe

iate myself to take advantage of father's friends. They'd better s

ause of this, but because he opened his doors to the rejected pups of all packs, Alpha Duncan let him stay.

sh Wind? You always love

d away. She always dreamed of one d

t seen Irish Wind that often lately and it

started crying and burie

ther for more than eighteen years and now I have to find ano

and placed her hand on

move with me to my apartment... I know it won't be the same as here on Bacdrane, but th

tily dried

it Stella?" she aske

e, Mother

every time she had to deal with Alpha Paul, she was tense and unsure of herself. Yet he never gave her any reason to feel that wa

retly loved him, otherwise he might have

sighed

Ivan, she knew that her feeling for Alpha Paul was nothing but infatuation. He enchan

e couldn't help but get the feeling that his mind wasn't on the things he and her father were talking about and the

er that she couldn't bear to spend too much time in his presence. Wh

icap. He was very excited that night and told her father that Irish Wind was only now beginni

ers how her father

s so small in stature that it wouldn't surprise me if he didn't make it on the tough grass lanes we've got here. Only time will tell if I may have made a bad investme

ly, she said with a nonchalant shake of her head: "Well, if Irish Wind won the Grand National one day

he also has no say over the pups, Alpha Duncan has come to claim them all. Nor will she even be able to prove to Alpha Paul that she wa

r Alpha Paul's unexpected visit. He was not here for the funeral this aft

houghts. She continues to wander restlessly and tensely around the house without finding anything to occupy her with. Later she

s covered under a cuddly woollen beanie so that only her slen

and bare, the grass is dead from the frost and t

ck at the Moorish house with its high, white walls, curv

esn't want to go there now, because it will just rip open all the memories. Barely a week ago, she and her father sat in front

gs that she bought in recent years and then at least there is also her old car. Furthermore, she only has her clothes and personal belongings that she will be able to take with her. That's

r and somewhere above

will naturally want to talk to her about the horses and discuss the future. How will she be