Zion emitted a low growl, which made me giggle because I knew exactly what he was thinking. I patted his chest, reassuring him that I needed to retrieve my babies and check on my pack in due time. Zion smiled, indicating his understanding. It seemed as though hell itself was against us when an explosive sound erupted from the ocean, sending water flying in all directions. Zion quickly left the room to investigate the commotion. Screams, shouts, and the sound of gunfire soon came from the upper deck. Hiding, I prayed to the moon goddess that it wasn't Max causing the chaos, hoping it was someone else. Though not much better, it would mean we had evaded him. When the noise subsided, I thought emerging and assessing the situation was safe. I was mistaken; one would think I'd have learned by now. But no, as I rounded the corner into the hallway, two men in ski masks charged towards me. Given its formidable power, I hesitated, unsure if I should unleash my banshee wail. Tired of being t

Jessica paced the living room, unsure of what to do. She felt uncertain about her mate, whose mother was barely clinging to life, and knew that what they were thinking could cause more harm. Her mate, Zion, wished to eliminate what they didn't understand. They knew that her banshee side was making her wolf more aggressive than usual. But who could blame her? After all, the things she had endured at the hands of Max over the past few years, and losing three of her babies would drive anyone to the brink of madness. As Jessica pondered at a standstill after her mate's argument, Kelson entered with a plan. She told Jessica that they should let Sky escape in her wolf form. Kelson believed that in this state, she could find and eliminate the person responsible. However, Jessica knew this wasn't the best course of action; Sky's wolf and banshee sides were at war for control, and her banshee side, driven by emotion, was unpredictable. Jessica dismissed the idea, thanking Kelson for the attem