ZackThe reports and other things from Bry’s investigation cover the conference room table. Like yesterday, it is only the two of us here scouring over everything. I glance beside me at her and my heart twists. The deep lines and scowl on her beautiful face tell me how much this is getting to her. I wish I had a magic wand, so I could wave it around and solve this mess with a flick of my wrist. Unfortunately, we don’t. We must do this the old-fashion way with our hard work and effort. Bry keeps saying there is one piece of info buried in all this mess, which can turn this investigation around. Lucky for us, there have been no recent attacks. Deep down, I hope we don’t have any more. She leans her head down and rests her elbows on the table. As her long blonde hair falls forward, covering her face, she digs her fingers into her hair and groans. “Where is it? I can’t find it.” Her frustrations pull at me as a pressure builds within my chest. I gently rub her back. “What

Dale (Bryanna’s father)Ring…ring…ring…I yank my phone out of my pocket as I walk down the hall and grunt, “What do you want?! I’m in a hurry!”I grind my teeth while I stomp towards my office. I just got off the phone with my contact regarding one project. The freaking idiot was bold enough to refuse to do any more work for me. Who does he think he is? I’m the one who tells him what work he is going to do. Not the other way around. My lip twitches up into a snarl as a soft voice stutters and cracks. “S.Sir, a pl.plane left Y.Yellow Moon.”My eyebrows furrow together as my feet come to an abrupt stop. I tilt my head and grunt, “Who was on the plane?”“Bry.” What the heck is going on? Alpha Trevor and Tanner are at Yellow Moon to see my stupid child. Why in the world is he on a plane going somewhere else? My grip tightens around the phone as steam rolls off me. “Where did the plane go?”My upper lip twitches along with my eye as the line goes silent. With each passing s

Zack It has been a few days and Bry still has the same look on her face, like she is going to get sick any second. When I asked her about it the last couple of nights, she says it is nothing, but as her condition persists, I don’t believe it is nothing. Something is clearly wrong with her. I stare at her while she eats, but she plays with her food more than she eats it. With her fork, she has shuffled the food around on her plate, but she has only taken a few bites. Her color is slightly off too. I don’t want to say she is pale, but it isn’t her normal, healthy glow. I furrow my eyebrows together as Blake looks across the table at her and swallows done his food. “Bry, is something wrong with your food? You don’t seem to be interested in it today.” The corner of her mouth slides to the side and eventually curls downward. “It is nothing. I’m not very hungry right now.” He rests his arms on the table on either side of his plate and stares at her. “I know the food isn’t co

BryannaI hug the bucket to me as my stomach lurches again. There can’t be anything left in me. I’ve been sick all day. Isn’t morning sickness supposed to only happen in the morning? Why is it lasting all day? Does the moon goddess hate me or something? My wolf growls in my head as she grunts, “You only need to watch out for your father. No one else would dare go against us.”I hope she is right. “Maybe.”My wolf shakes her head. “You still don’t know what we are capable of doing. Believe me, no one else will dare to cross us. Only your father is dumb enough to do it.”The corners of my mouth curl upward. “Okay. I’ll believe you. Can you help me with this nausea? I don’t have anything left to throw up. My stomach is empty now.”Her head and shoulders drop as she shakes her head. “Sorry. This is one of the few things I can’t help you with. If you get to a point where you can’t take it any longer, you need to call the doctor.”I sigh. She softly adds, “Believe it or

BryannaZack holds my hand as we walk through the halls. “Baby, you should go back to the room and rest. You still look pale. The medicine is working, but you are still fighting with an upset stomach.”I shake my head. With determination in my voice, I grunt, “No. This is my father. I need to be in on it, too. There isn’t anyone who knows better than me what he is like or is capable of. I want to be there and see the look on his face when he finds himself backed into a corner with no way out with his world crumbling down around him.”He squeezes my hand. “But we aren’t to that point yet. We are still talking about what to do. You can go rest, and I’ll tell you everything we discuss.”I press my lips together, and my stomach churns. “No. I want to be there to help plan it.”I fight back the bile rising up. There isn’t anything that is going to stop me. I will be there. Zack sighs and shakes his head but remains silent. We walk through Blake’s open office door. Zack sh