The Daughter of Wolf Executor Novel Synopsis
The Daughter of Wolf Executor By Yvonne Dalton Chapter 1
I was told as a child, the stories of legend. However, like all stories, legend have to come
to an end sometime. Don’t they?
When the youngsters in the pack reach 18-20 years of age, the elders of the pack will
hold a bonfire for them and tell them something about shifting or mates, as well as the
legend. It was a passed-on tradition threw Werewolves. When I was nineteen, I
attended the bonfire with eleven other children from our pack. That night, the moon
hung brightly in the sky as we sat around chatting about random happenings.
It was all loud and crazy, till someone spotted a lantern coming our way. With the biting
cold wind, the six elders came forward and formed a line. The long tree that had been
made into a bench, waiting for them.
Part of the reason we held this timely event was so we could be granted our wolves. We
could hear the wolves and feel them brewing inside us. But we couldn’t shift, so when
we finally reach the right age, we need to learn to master this skill.
With everyone settled, the elder who sat in the middle spoke.