ALAINA’S POV

My son's cry from the courtyard made my blood run cold. I rushed toward the sound. My heart was already pounding in my chest.

“What are you doing!” My voice shook as I shouted.

I saw the nanny kick Liam to the ground.

I didn’t think. Instinct took over. My wolf roared inside me as I shoved the nanny away—hard—and dropped to my knees, gathering my son in my arms. “Liam… it’s okay, Mommy’s here. I’m here.”

“Mom…” His little voice broke. His tiny body ...