CHAPTER ONE

POV *Sasha*

"Run baby."

"But mommy I'm tired."

"I know sweetheart, but we have to go. I need you to run."

Sasha was running through the forest trying desperately to keep her hands held in her mother's. Her little four-year-old legs were having a hard time keeping up.

"Elsie, this way."

Sasha turned to see her father to the right beckoning them to come to him. Her mother scooped Sasha up in her arms and held her close as she ran toward her husband.

"Are they following us?"

"They said they'd give us until the morning to get off the pack lands. We should reach the southern border in an hour if we shift. I'll carry Sasha."

Sasha was lifted onto her father's back once he had shifted into his wolf and she held tightly onto his fur as her parents raced against the sun to the southern border. She drifted off to sleep, unaware of just how much her life was going to change.

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"MISS LOVETT I NEED THOSE PAPERS IN HERE NOW!"

"Yes, coming!" I hollered as I ran from my desk. This man was infuriating at best and it took every ounce of my wolf not to rip the man's throat out daily. Mr. Bettany was a short, stout human with a loud attitude and little respect for his employees.

"About time..." he scowled as he snatched the papers from...