As we are waiting for a healer my parents pull me aside to talk about my intensions. It's obvious they don't like the idea of their child becoming their alpha but they can only take it back from me with another duel.

"So what are we supposed to do with him after our grandparents get here and heal him? He can't be trusted." My dad says.

"I trust him Dad. I believe he has good in him, and right now he needs a family to hold on to and keep him grounded. All his other family has gone wild and he's even unsure of who to follow or where to go. I say that he should be inducted into our pack and therefore a part of our family." My parents look at me with a surprised look. They don't trust my judgement.

"And how do you expect us to react to this? We don't approve of him being here, and we sure don't want him in our pack." They both stated.

"Then we let him go into the wild with his family unharmed." I said firmly.

They both accepted those outcomes sooner or later and we met up with mom's grandparents outside. Of our family they are the only ones who know the wolfblood remedies, passed down to them through time and during our transition from wild to domesticated. We quickly fill them in on our situation and led them to where Henry was. For one I am glad our grandparents got here when they did, it almost looks like Henry is dead.