Clara was very specific with the orders she gave and Dixon could only watch in admiration of the way his she-wolf was handling precisely those wolves that in the past they had considered to be extremely aggressive. And now, he himself was inside a pack of Wildlings. His mate... their alpha.

Fenrir had been taken back to the house along with the she-wolf that was taking care of him, while Clara gathered in the middle of the pack along with other males.

Dixon didn't leave his side, but he wouldn'