Isabella's POV.

"Mom?" I looked up at the woman in front of me.

I am Isabella, I am their daughter, and we live happily in this Pack.

Today is my bar mitzvah.

My father is a shaman. He doesn't usually live with us, but he's coming today.

After all, after today I am recognized as an adult, I can be a warrior woman, and I can go do whatever I want to do.

So what would alpha say?

"He will support you to be the best one warrior you can be, I promise you dear." My mother knew what was going through my mind as she patiently brushed my hair....