Annie is a lot craftier than I give her credit for. I took her to the garage to show her how to get the Ford’s engine to turn over. Liam won’t let us take a pack vehicle to the market because the males would smell us in the cab, so we have to take an old junker. The Ford’s the best of a bad bunch.

When we rounded the building and Draken’s wolf bounded up, the keys were in my hand. There’s no explicit rule against us driving, but females aren’t allowed to leave pack land, and we aren’t taught to drive like the males. Except for my girls—who I...