Lower Tadfield Safehouse

So the danger for most of us was over, but my twin still lay dying on the table. We knew that his chances to survive would be better if he were able to change form because that cleans out infection and even poisons to some extent. But he was unconscious. It was the PI who came up with the idea that saved my twin's life. As our reactions were more linked than ever before now that I was approaching my first heat she suggested that if I, in two-legged form, were to hug and call him that might force an unconscious change. She was right, my touch and my scent made him change into Peter and the change helped him fight the poison. You can't imagine how glad I was...

After that all's a bit blurry for me, I was much too happy that my twin would survive to pay much attention. Mr. Biehn approached me, he apologized and said that he was wrong, that the way I had saved his life despite what he'd done to my family was the true way of the Lord. He thanked me. While the others were discussion what to tell the police, Mr. Biehn went into a corner of the barn and shot himself.

The PI and her friend, the cop, instructed all of us what to say and to do. Then they set fire to the barn to cover all suspicious traces. It worked. Nobody else found out about what really happened. But I was approaching my first heat fast now and they couldn't send Peter away who was still too weak and needed to recover from the poison. So they decided to send me to a distantly related pack in London, UK, to stay there for an indefinite amount of time. The alpha female there protected me during my heat, making sure nothing happened, but that pack just wasn't the same as my own pack. They were so different! They lived in town and they'd adapted themselves so much to human life. They seldom changed, there was no running around outside, chasing rabbits and playing with the other wer. They'd go on trips outside town when there nature called so strongly they couldn't ignore it anymore, but I still felt like I couldn't breathe there. They made me wear all those stupid human's clothes and learn about etiquette and behave like a human. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I packed a backpack with everything I needed and ran away. I just took the first bus I got, just to get out of London. Then I travelled on foot. I realized I'd have to find work if I ever wanted to be able to return to my true pack and that's how I ended up at the manor. I'm saving all the money I earn so I'll be able to get a flight back to Canada. And then I can just hope my alphas won't be too angry at me for running away, for disobeying. I really hope they'll welcome me back."

But she didn't know what would happen. And it showed in her trembling voice.