Who is that wolf

Hearing my mother scream breaks me. The soothing voice of the healer can be heard between each one. No one knows who she is. But my father says she is more respected then even the royal king.

I cring again hearing mother, with my fathers voice of that I run to there room. Knowing somethings wrong.

Busting the door in I freeze. Standing above my mothers still form is the healer, Golden glow coming out of her hands. I am frozen as I watch my mothers open belly heal before my as.

A sudden cry has me rushing to my father. He’s not just holding one baby but three! (Father!) I rush out almost quietly. He’s looks to me with so much happiness. (Dad she had three!) I asked in shock. (We had no idea Bee, the healer knew, the healer knew) he just kept saying.

I turned back to my mom. She was sitting up talking to the healer in hushed tones. As I stepped closer I heard my mom saying (thank you so much for everything, if the need ever calls you have our undieing loyalty) now for something like that to come from my hard as cold mother that a feet unto its self but for the look on her face she meant it.

My pack is one of the biggest in the U.S. they have a reputation of being cold. But with our pack and me they are some of the best people around.