An excerpt from a short story, “The Wolf Prince:”

Sebastian uncovered the cub as he carried it to the silent pack, placed it on the ground before them, and stepped back.

The cub limped to the pack and they met and surrounded it. Two of the larger wolves, its parents, Sebastian guessed, nuzzled it, sniffing at the bandages.

“He’s fine now,” Sebastian said. “He’ll be okay.”

The wolves turned to face him, and the largest one dipped its head. On impulse Sebastian bowed his head in return. The cub stepped out from the pack and yapped once.

Sebastian laughed softly. “You’re welcome,” he said.