Ivan

How old was she anyway? Not old enough to mate and too damn young for me. If I got lucky, The Moor would kill her and the humans immediately.

My wolf growled and Mase gave me a nervous look. How the hell did I get myself into this mess? Kill a couple of cats, bring the females and child back, and ruin my life all over again. Goddess, I missed Alba. She had a way of combing through the shit and doing whatever needed to be done. My wolf whined again wanting to be ...