Amira was raised by humans and has lived her life knowing she is different. When she is found on her birthday, she is offered a chance to join with one of the shifter families that run in her bloodline. She learns her history and plans her future.
Lorr wants an independent woman, so when he sees the wolf on the dance floor, he makes his move and she makes hers.
The clouds were dancing in the valley and Amira was serene. Lianna skidded up beside her and grinned. “I can’t believe you are twenty-five!”
“I can’t either, sissy.” Eighteen years had passed since that day in the gully. No trace of her family had ever been found, so the Newarks had taken her in and given her a new life.
Amira knew what she was. She had always known what she was. Her parents had never hidden their forms from her and she had often pulled at her father’s mane and her mother’s bushy tail. Her parents had been different shifter species and Amira would never know who her family really had been.
She looked down at Lianna and grinned. It didn’t really matter. She knew who her family was, and even if they couldn’t shift shape, they were her pack now.
Dorine Newark had bought them a family home in the mountains where they could take family vacations and Amira could run free when she needed to.
“Come on, we are getting ready to light the fire, and we need a fur in front of the fireplace.”
Lianna squealed when Amira growled and took a swipe at her.
Amira turned away from the rising mist and the sense that there was something missing in her life and went inside to be with her pack of humans. It was her birthday after all; it was time to be with family.