Phoenix Maplewood All the best cowboys have daddy issues

The only reason why Shreya hadn't beelined straight for the Alpha's den upon her acceptance was that a fresh flurry of snow had fluttered down from the heavens, suggesting that she head to the nearest den (which wasn't her grandson's). One of the reasons why Shreya was in such good health despite her age was knowledge of how to stay that way, and that included being sensible and not trekking through snowfall unless she needed to. So she'd spent her first night in Phoenix Maplewood curled up in someone else's abandoned den, quite cosy despite the conspicuous lack of Boris and Firtha, who had been excellent hot water bottles for months.

The next day, when the sky was warmer, she set out on a purposeful mission to meet Reek's mate and unborn puppies, and, thanks to the added scent of a fresh kill, found the boy soon enough. Slow down there, grandson, she called after his retreating back. You've got a creaky old shadow and it's me.