Chance’s POV We were halfway to the ridge that Willow had pointed out on the map when Alpha Hunter got a call and had the driver pull the SUV over to the side of the road. I began to wonder what was going on and I became ultimately worried that Willow was in trouble. Something in my gut told me th
“Your pup is fine.” He said as he moved his attention now to the cut on Willow’s head. “My pup?” I asked him as both worry and excitement filled me thinking about Willow carrying my heir. “I’m so sorry, I thought Luna would have told you by now.” The pack doctor said as he cleaned Willow’s head
Willow’s POV My eyes fluttered open and the pain in my head hit me hard, but my hand instantly went to my abdomen hoping that the pup was okay. “The pup is fine.” I heard Luna Rayne say as she stood over me. “What happened and where am I?” I ask looking around and realized I was back in the infi
“I won’t allow her to have you.” Alpha Chance tells me and I can see the pain in his eyes knowing that was what I was going to tell him. “Beta Shawn would die before he lets her have you.” He then added and I knew he was right and that scared me. Beta Shawn would give his life to protect me, but I
Lowering my head I said, “Yes.” “Why did you lie to us? Do you still have feelings for him?” Alpha Chance starts to ask me as he steps back from me and my heart begins to ache with the distance he is putting between us. Yes, I still cared about Damon and I had feelings for him but I wasn’t in lo
Willow’s POV There was no time to spare and the men went to work looking at the maps to pinpoint where the best areas were to surround the cabin. Alpha Reese wasn’t too thrilled with Luna Rayne volunteering to accompany me, but she knew how to calm her mate and I needed to take pointers from her.
Luna Rayne looked at me for a few seconds before she said, “I appreciate your honesty with me, but when we get there, you need to remember why we are there. Beta Shawn’s life is at stake and so is all our lives. If the Moon Witch succeeds with her plan all of wolf kind could be in trouble. We must d
Taking one last deep breath, I open the car door and step out, taking in the fresh scent of the untouched woods around me, reminding me of the peace that I felt the last time here. The door to the cabin opens and Aunt Connie appears on the small front porch, with her hands on her hips and asks, “Wha