Ivy slept curled around her children, one arm around Luna, the other resting over Liam. Their breathing was slow and even. Their wolves hummed softly, a warm pull in her chest that kept her half awake even in sleep. She did not dream. Her mind stayed quiet for the first time in a long while.

Morning came without warning.

Ivy opened her eyes to cold.

Her arms were empty.

Her body reacted before her mind did. She sat up fast, heart slamming hard against her ribs. The bed was untouched except for ...