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the Abbey pack is so far from here, and I don't trust the Villeneuves with my daughter – it was only one generation ago they stopped hunting humans, you know. There's a new pack in the empty area up north, the Hirsch pack, and I hear they have a couple of sons, so I guess if you hate this Adam Langley we can ask about introducing you to them.”
    “What about the Priddy pack?” she asked, dredging up memories of who else lived in the Catskills and surrounding area in a desperate hope that her choices hadn't contracted so much in the ten years she'd put off the decision. “Or the Saller one?” She had sort of liked Joey Saller, not enough to want to marry him, but shed at least been able to hold a conversation”
    Her mother shook her head. “Well, I thought it was going to have to be one of those if you came back, but then the slide happened, and, well. You remember where they live.”
    Nicole's stomach lurched. “They're not all dead?” she asked in horror. Wolf encampments tended to be small and rural, without a lot of money to do surveying or build expensive infrastructure. Packs often consisted of a handful of families. An entire pack could be wiped out in one disaster, but surely not both?
    “No, no. The Saller pack was out hunting, and they're all fine except that the woman babysitting the cubs has a broken leg, but their entire village has been knocked out and they're going to be a while rebuilding. The Priddies, though...” She shook her head. “I hear the younger boy's going to live, but he's too young for you anyway. The elder three were all killed.”
    Nicole bit her lip and fought the thought that if she'd stayed this might not have happened. The pack's entire reason for sending some of their young to college was to acquire skills they couldn't afford to hire out for. She had specialized in Catskill geology for this very reason. Even if she hadn't intended on going home, she could have come back and assessed the hills.
    “There was nothing you could have done, Nicole,” her mother said, warmth flooding her through the pack sense. “It happens, sometimes, that's what we get for living in the mountains away from civilization. It's worth it to stay wolves and not apes who occasionally grow fur.”
    “Yes, mother,” she said, and told herself that she was here now, and she could make sure everyone rebuilt somewhere safer this time.
    “So,” her mother said tiredly, “Given that, you might as well try out the first generation wolf. Sometimes they have as much power as any alpha family, you know.”
    Nicole just nodded, head down. She remained subdued for the rest of the ride into town.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
    When they got out of the car, they were met by her father, two more cousins, one of the Fannon alphas, and a man with startlingly blue eyes, like a wolf child's. His skin was either tanned or naturally light brown, and his hair was a dark crew cut.
    Nicole had reunited with her family earlier in the day, before they all headed out to the fields to check the damage. Now, she trailed her mother over to the others, resisting the impulse to stare at the man. Either it had been way too long since she'd had sex, or her wolf was responding to being among her own kind again.
    “Nicole,” Sheila Fannon greeted her, extending a hand. “Nice to see you again, how've you been?”
    “Good, thanks.” Nicole accepted her hand and shook it. “I heard about Andrew, I'm sorry.”
    “We miss him, but it gets better with time.” Sheila smiled tiredly, the lines around her eyes creasing. “Now. This here is Adam Langley, who your mother tells me you're interested in meeting. He's the first generation in his family, but he works hard, and you can hardly tell the difference when he's shifted.”
    That was good. A lot of first generation wolves had problems, whether because they didn't get the trick of changing forms or just because they hadn't