*Zara*

I felt particularly tired when I woke up the next day and was sitting there at the desk in my room, trying to strategize what I could do to stop Noah’s wedding. The traditional ways of finding a mate for Noah had been all but exhausted.

There could be candidates from other packs, but that would take a lot of time, time that I did not have. My stomach twisted, and I felt bile rise into my throat. This was such a mess, and I knew the stress must be ...