Wolf Flight

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To Jess Dee and Rhian Cahill and Mari Carr. You’ve taught me, encouraged me and cheered for me. I’ve been so fortunate to share this adventure with such amazing writers.

To the rest of International Heat. Joy, Jambrea, Val, Lila and Theresa. We may be spread around the world, but I never feel like you’re more than a hug away.

As always to my hubby, my source of endless location inspiration. We need another trip down the Yukon River. Soon.

September, Whistler, British Columbia

The Whistler pack house was crowded after dinner, with small groups gathered around the room talking amongst themselves. Conversations quieted for a moment as laughter burst out from where the Alpha and his cronies sat in the prime seats before the huge stone fireplace. An icy warning trickled up Missy’s spine, and she gave up on the discussion in front of her. She rose from her chair and headed quietly toward the exit, weaving between the couches and recliners that filled the meeting and relaxation area for the pack.

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