Tears welled my eyes as they narrated everything to me. My coven sank with the death of my mother. The men the council sent were thorough with the jobs. They laid to waste my father's pack and my mother's coven, leaving no stone unturned. I was the only survivor.

“It was the same with our parents,” Blue said, taking my hand in his. He placed a kiss on it, silently sending his condolences for the death of my loved ones. “Had my father not been a Lycan, and my mother the queen of vampires, ...