the interior of the vehicle was a blur of sil

rms providing a sense of security she hadn't felt in twenty years. When they reached the edge of the

ting through the rain like the eyes of mechanical monsters. Men in dark suits wolves,

airfield, Alpha," one of the men sa

ed toward the middle vehicle, where the

she looked at the pristine, cream-colored leather

Elara feared she had angered him, but when he spoke, his voice was thick w

on fire, and I wouldn't care. Do not ever apologize for exis

second brother, Orion, climbed in. He was the one with the calmest scent, herbs and rain. He didn'

for a medical kit tucked into the side panel. "The Ashwood Pack... they didn

a looked out the window. She saw the distant lights of the Ashwood Packhouse, the place w

looking at her scarred hands. "Because my wolf

in the front seat. He turned around, his eyes glowing a fierce orange. "A defect? Elara,

essing a cool, dampened cloth to a cut

y years thinking she was an Omega. Elara, the Thorne bloodline doesn't produce Omegas. We are a li

a wicked smirk c

aming. She was ushered up the stairs and into a cabin that looked like a five-star hotel. There were silk blankets

mountains of her past, Ryker sat across from

s a fortress built into the cliffs of the northern coast. You'll have

er voice small. "Why did y

our pack was attacked. Our mother hid you in a human orphanage to save you before she fell. We thought we had los

ame to find our Queen. The Ashwood Pack treated you like a servant because they were afraid of wha

ines lulling her toward a sleep she desperately needed. For the f

whispered, her eyes fluttering shut. "

a lethal light. He looked out the

I've been looking for an excuse to t