The three of them were in the four-by-four truck on the way back home.

Maell and Niall had left their newly appointed Beta in charge of the pack.

Nagy was in labor, and the birth was proving incredibly complicated.

She was a rare hybrid, the result of her parents’ unique combination, and the baby was draining all of Nagy’s vital energy.

Michael could do nothing to help; his daughter leaned toward her vampiric side and rejected his Ancient werewolf blood every time he tried to give it to Nagy to strengthen her.

Rose was increasingly convinced that she had stumbled into a fairytale.

Werewolves, vampires, witches, hybrids, shapeshifters—it was all madness.

When they arrived at the pack, they went straight to Michael’s mansion, which was near Lucian’s.

Their father had summoned them, and it wasn’t likely to be about assisting with the birth. Obviously, it would be for some important task.

"Don’t be nervous, sweetheart. Everyone in the family is going to love you. Our father is the grumpie