Aurora POV

The letter arrived three weeks after the recognition ceremony. I was having breakfast with Gray when Beta John brought it in. His expression was uncomfortable.

"A message from the Werewolf Asylum," John said. He placed the envelope on the table. "About James."

My hand froze. I hadn't heard that name in months. James. My former fated mate. The lawyer who'd betrayed me in court.

"What about him?" I asked.

"He's been committed," John said. "They're requesting your presence."

I read the ...