Four years flew by. This trip home was the first since I'd left the pack at thirteen years old.

Even when I was in a secluded school, I kept hearing news about the Alpha of the Drogomor pack, about his undefeatable reputation and his ruthless cruelty.

Certain questions that I'd wanted answers for, though, were no longer important to me. Because I finally grew to understand what Talon meant by, “Ethan needs to do something that had to be done,” and, “He loves you, and he would never do ...