Chapter 8

Clara's words made everyone in the room understand what happened.

If Clara had followed the instructions, she would have had a normal pup. But she got too greedy.

This mess turned the pack into a laughingstock again. Rumors spread that Jax was impotent, and his mate cheated not just with others but used that lowly goblin clan's fertility pods to get knocked up.

Jax was in a foul mood. Clara's days in the pack would only get more miserable.

A month later, I was on my way home after buying soft pelts for the babies when I spotted Clara clutching a basket to her chest, sneaking into a dark alley.

I'd heard she was driven mad from the torment, stealing other people's pups around the pack.

I didn't think much of it. I headed home happily to see my little ones.

But my room's door was wide open. The incubator was empty— the three tiny babies were gone.

In my panic, I remembered the green cloth on Clara's basket. It looked just like the handkerchief I'd left on my desk.

I grabbed the silver da