Lone Wolf (First in Lone Wolf Series)

Chapter Twenty

“You have a letter, Henry delivered it.” Dawn exclaimed the second Grange walked back into the cabin a while later. Grange slowly took the envelope from her outstretched hand and eyed it suspiciously.

“What does it say?” he asked.

“She doesn’t know.” Trig spoke up. “She wouldn’t read it. Her wolf let her know that it would be wrong to read something addressed to the alpha without the alpha’s permission. She’s been griping about it for the last hour or so.”

Dawn glared at Trig and threw her dishtowel at his head, which only served to make him laugh and wink in her direction.

“Dawn, love, you have my permission to read any kind of mail you get addressed to me. You are not only my wife, but also my mate, I have no secrets from you.” Grange assured her. “Of course you are awfully cute when you get all flustered like this.” he added with a wink of his own.

Dawn put her hands on her hips and glared at him.

“I am not flustered.” she stated with seriousness and then she gave a little hop. “What does the damn thing say?” she exclaimed.

“No, not flustered at all.” Trig teased from the couch, which he had moved to a short time before. Grange grinned and then sat down at the table and opened the envelope.

Much to Dawn’s frustration he read the letter silently and by the time he was finished, she was pacing impatiently and Nickolai, Brie and Farrah had returned and were watching her with various degrees of amusement. The most amused seemed to be Nickolai who had always enjoyed Dawn’s animated temper.

“So….” Dawn urged as Grange folded the letter and slid it back into the envelope. Grange’s face was unreadable as he looked at her and blinked.

“So what?” he asked and Dawn screeched and threw herself into his lap. She gripped his shirt collar, (he had changed into an outfit in the barn before coming in the house), and brought her face to less than an inch from his.

“So are the monkeys going to join the imperial army?” she asked sarcastically. Grange grinned.

“I have no idea.” Dawn rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“That’s funny, Grange. I thought you were a wolf but right now you’re acting much more like a horses a…” Grange covered her mouth with his hand to stop her rant and smiled.

“That letter was good news actually. It was from the established packs in America.”

“All of them?” Dawn asked with a frown and Grange nodded as he shifted her to one knee so he could address everyone in the house.

“There are only four other established packs in America. They have all agreed that they are not going to challenge me. They say they have plenty of room of their own and aren’t concerned about what I’m doing way out here just so long as I don’t risk the safety of the werewolf population.”

“That’s good news.” Nickolai admitted.

“Yes it is.” Grange agreed.

“Now all we gotta be worried about is young wolves on a power trip who want to establish their own packs.” Trig added.

“Yes but that’s something that even established packs have to worry about from time to time.” Nickolai reminded him.

Grange just nodded and Dawn smiled at him. She could tell that that letter had removed a lot of weight from his shoulders. Now there was only major threat looming in the distance like a big giant smoking volcano and that was the stupid elf who liked his collectables alive, breathing and chained.