Lady Rosie walked through the grand hall of the mansion, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floors. The mansion felt unnaturally quiet, the silence pressing in on her as she made her way to her daughter's room.

Her mind was still focused on the failure of the rogue wolves. They had failed her. But there was something deeper brewing beneath the surface, a power that she couldn't yet understand.

The mystery of Fay and the strange wolf that had rescued her gnawed at her ...