SYLVAINI watched Tania as she made her rounds around the clearing, networking and getting to know the people of my pack—our pack. For someone who wasn't in her element, she looked at home. Her lips were curled upward in an inviting, warm smile, and each person she spoke with left with a reciprocating smile on their face. She managed to thaw out most of the unease that we stepped into when the night began, gradually gaining the trust and confidence of everyone around her the way she had gained that pup's trust by helping him with his magic. Tania looked the picture of perfection. Even after I ravished her and left her sated, leaving her with a glow from the aftermath, she looked breathtaking. Her hair had come loose so she opted to leave it down in white waves that brushed her waist each time her hips moved. She was so beautiful it felt like a privilege to just glance in her mere direction and she was all mine. From those dark eyes to her pale skin. From her forbidden thoughts to the

SYLVAIN"What do you mean you can't find her?" My voice bellowed through the forest, sending the birds in the trees fleeing for safety, "you had one job, one fucking job, and you messed it up!""Don't blame me," Tane raised his hands in mock surrender, unfazed by my blowout. By now, he was well accustomed to them, "it's not easy to keep up with someone who has wings.""If her mother finds out we've lost her, we're both dead. We might as well start making our gravestones now," I grumbled as I ruffled my mop of ginger curls in frustration. I loved my daughter, I really did. She was five now and at that age where she loved going on adventures even if it meant wandering off on her own. She knew the rules though—never leave the magical wards protecting the pack. However, now that she had learned to summon her wings at will, she was getting more and more difficult to contain. As much as I loved my daughter, though, she gave me a shit tone of stress. "Come on, Xena, this isn't funny. Stop