Logan smiled as he watched Ash claim his mate. At twelve, the silver allergy and reduced strength was his price to pay for his accelerated healing. He was able to pass as a normal lycan, most of the time.

By contrast, Sally seemed to be pure werewolf. She had aged more slowly, close to the speed of a normal werewolf. She was quiet like a lycan, though. She spent a lot of time playing with the wolves. They had a bond with her.

When she shifted the first time, she never came back. She joined the wolves she loved. The wolves were always a bit... smarter... after that. Like most lycans, Hialeah didn't go into heat again.

He sometimes regretted killing his brother, but then again, his brother had brought it on himself. "Come, Hialeah, let's show the newly mated how it's done," he teased. They enjoyed their passion, as always.