At my lowest, Alpha Wilmot of the Blackthorn Pack stepped in and claimed me as his Mate.
Five years flew by. Then, out of the blue, I overheard him talking to Beta Samuel.
“Digby’s five now. We can take the blood from his heart. Get the pack doc to do it tonight. That’ll save Jasmine.”
I was frozen with shock. The man I’d trusted with my life was planning to kill my kid.
Well, two can play at that game. He’s gonna feel the pain of having his heart ripped out.