Sasha was unusually quiet as we drove back to the mansion. I reached across the seat and took her hand in mine.

“What’s on your mind, my love?”

Sasha sighed. “I know you don’t want to confront the Lycaon Church, but right now, they’re our only lead to Morianne and our baby.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to. I just don’t trust them.” I glanced toward Sasha. She looked so down and upset. I wanted to do something to make her feel ...