FAZER LOGINBut my monthly cycle had failed to come, and now my stomach was beginning to show. I couldn’t pray this away. The realization settled over me with a weight that made it difficult to breathe. I was pregnant. The child I had spent the last month trying not to imagine was real. Or, at least, real eno
Daphne For the next month, I prayed the pregnancy away. I prayed when I woke up in the morning, when I sat down to eat, and when I lay in bed at night, staring at the ceiling long after everyone else had fallen asleep. I prayed to the Moon Goddess, to whatever ancestors might still be watching ov
I picked up the pen again. I know I cannot decide what Daphne wants. I know that a child would not give me the right to force her into anything. But I hope that, if she is pregnant, we can find a way to raise the child together. I am afraid she will refuse to tell me the truth. I am afraid she wil
I took a fresh sheet of paper, dipped my pen into the ink, and began. Father, I received your letter today. I am well, though I cannot pretend that I am enjoying my stay as much as I expected to. I miss home. I miss you and Mother, and I miss Thacker, even if I would never tell him that to his fa
I envied Thacker because he was the kind of man people like Daphne and her father wanted. He was strong, capable, trained to lead, and destined to inherit a pack. If he had attended the Lily Ball, perhaps none of this would have happened. Perhaps Daphne would have been pleased with the arrangement,
Thiago I had never been particularly concerned about my future. My older brother was the heir. He had spent his entire life preparing to become Alpha, learning how to fight, command men, negotiate with other Alphas, and carry the weight of an entire pack on his shoulders. I had never wanted any of







