AMARA’S POV

The weight of the guards on my back was excruciating. I would have had better luck taking down one of them, but not both at the same time. I could not even shift to my wolf form in this position.

The guards pinned me to the floor, leaving me immobilized as I watched Odessa run mad with fury. She was a screaming, blazing mess. She clutched the dagger dangerously close to my baby’s skin. One wrong move and she would...

“Odessa, please. Calm down. My father was a tricky man, he ...