Alpha Erebon

Chapter 5

Sabrina's POV

I asked Orpheus, via Becca, not to tell me about my husband's will for now. I wasn't interested and I couldn't handle it at this very moment. So even though the Royal Alpha had gone out of his way to do it early, I decline to know any further details.

I spend the rest of the day with my girls, inside the packhouse, playing games with them and just having a nice chat with Becca, who stayed with me and kept me company.

She educated me about the history between the witches and wizards of the Greywood, and their rocky relationship with the Greywood Royal Wolves. The relationships were currently rock solid and there were no issues anymore. Mostly from the mating bond between Becca, a Pisces Witch, and Orpheus.

The more I hear about the isolated Greywood, the more I feel safe to be in this pack. They aren't wild and out of control like I first suspected. They had something that worked here, and it's because they all listened to and respected the Alpha – Orpheus.

I was also surprised to learn Erebon was 27, which was 3 years older than me. I just assumed he was younger. But maybe I just felt old.

By mid-afternoon, Erebon and his gang of Sub-Alphas have returned with all the cleaning equipment. Caspian has also bought everything I asked for. Food, toiletries, and some new clothes.

There's now an official escort for me and my girls to the cabin, as it's a long way for them even in cub form. Caspian is a handy wolf and sorts out a stick with two baskets. Alice and Noah shift and sit in both, behaving for now. Erebon is still in shifted form, prowling up and down the grass, eager to take me to the surprise accommodation.

I've also shifted and nudged my change of clothes into an elastic strap against my leg.

I join Erebon and sit in front of him, my wolf is a third of his size and a light grey-blonde in color.

"How far for us to run, Alpha?" I ask.

"For you and me – ten minutes, Caspian will be a few more minutes with that stick in his mouth holding the baskets for the cubs," Erebon speaks while his eyes roam over my small form, and I prowl closer. I move up along with him, rubbing shoulder to shoulder in a friendly manner. Unused to the feeling, he is a bit jumpy and pounces off, growling back to me, "I'll lead the way, omega. Come on."

My wolf is amused, immediately sprinting to catch up along with him.

I look behind me and Caspian picks up the stick with the baskets for my two girls.

They yap at me in excitement, as their baskets swing from the stick as he starts running.

"Be careful," I snap back at Caspian, as he also carries a bag strapped to his back as well, with all the supplies. One look from his sandy wolf and I know he's not going to trip with my girls. He's focused.

"Omega!" Erebon barks back since I'm lagging behind, and I turn to focus on him setting the pace. I run with him, and he's fast as we trek along a very lightly trodden path.

He doesn't slow to talk, so all I can hear is the jingle of his gold chain and the sounds of the dense forest.

Breathing in every fresh breath of forest air, takes me closer to my core nature.

I begin to feel overwhelmed with the new sense of freedom.

By the time we reach a little overgrown patch, hiding a cottage cabin, with a wild unkept vegetable garden – I see all the windows are clean, curtains drawn... and the small front is a disservice to how deep the cabin runs. It probably has four rooms – a small house.