Mysene felt alone without her mate by her side and she could feel the pack were anxious for their litter of pups to be born. But Xandal the alpha showed no excitement only indifference. She felt Xandal saw Gladdring as a threat to his leadership. Gladdring had never shown interest in being the alpha male of the pack. Xandal was cruel and thoughtless, perhaps even more power-hungry. she missed Gladdring desperately and even though Mysene knew they were bonded, the pain she often felt when he hunted the vast woodland for food was unbearable. ~Mysene~ Her heart pounded when she heard her beloved mate's voice. ~How far away are you?~.