Chapter 42

Stella POV

I knew that my statement had caught Trevor off guard. It was the last thing that I wanted to do, that any of my siblings would want. My Mother was a good woman, a good wolf. She was always caring and understanding with all of us growing up. She was patient when most would have lost their cool. She had risked her life to warn me of my Fathers attack when I was pregnant, before I even knew I was pregnant. In the long run, she would always try and protect her pups, regardless of how old we all were. She had lost two already, and almost a third. Her loss was unmeasurable.

I sat wrapped up in a blanket on a chair in the corner of the room, watching a lit candle flicker against the turned off TV. Trevor was fast asleep, legs spread covering most of the king sized bed. My mind was racing, wondering if my Mother was possibly thinking the same thing that I was. Did she know that she had to be sacraficed in order to defeat my Father? Was she still blindly following him even though