TO THE SILVER MOON PACK

DEMONTES’ POV

All the way to the Silver Moon Pack, I barely said a word to Freya. My mind was racing and my thoughts were scattered as I considered the possibility of what she had said. What if it was actually true? What if Salvador had survived the jump from the window that day? After all, his body was never found.

As quickly as the thought entered my head, I drove it out. I couldn’t bring myself to think about such a thing at a critical moment like that. It was not possible in any way. An eight year old would never survive such a jump. Salvador and the rest of his family were surely dead. They had died a long time ago. What I needed to find out now was who the bastard Alpha Xavier was, and what business he had with my only daughter, Antonella.

I dared to imagine the many things he could have done to her and my heart skipped a few beats. I knew what I had done to the daughters of the Alphas of other packs that I had plundered. What if the same was being done to mine at that exact mo