Jason POV
When we finally entered the territories of the Silver Moon Pack, I felt it.
Ever since we were young both my brother, Jonah, and I had a deep connection to our land. It wasn't the kind where we couldn't function if we were too far away, it was something different.
We were both strong wolves because of our Original Alpha Genes, as a matter of fact I felt that only my new father-in-law could stand a chance to defeat either of us in combat.
'We have a father-in-law.' I told Hercules as I chuckled in my head and reached for where Amaya's mark was.
At first it was just a red blob, evidence of the puncture marks she left, but as it healed it was now and it had formed a crescent moon. What was once red now shined silver as the light passed it, an odd color I noticed this morning when I was looking at the mirror.
Most marks didn't shine, they were simply a color, usually something that related to the mate's pack.
