Willow POV I lay there as Luna’s words play through my head. After a while I start to hear Greyson moving around in the kitchen. I know I need to get up as well to prepare Ezekiel for the day. Sasha said that he had went to bed very late because he wanted to stay up and try to wait for us. I was planning to let him sleep in a bit but not too long because I did not want to disrupt his sleep schedule. I pull myself out the bed and walk towards the kitchen. I watch as Greyson starts to get things out for breakfast. “Are you going to stand there staring or you planning to help?” Greyson says as he smirks and looks over at me. I roll my eyes as I walk over to him and help him make breakfast. “So, I spoke to Luna today and she had a lot to say.” I tell him as I start cooking the eggs. I don't look at him, but I can feel that he is very curious to hear what she had to say. “Oh well what all did she say?” He says slowly stopping just as he opened the fridge. I tell him the story she told

Carson POV I stare out at the moon from my office window with my thoughts consumed of my mate. It has been 3 years since I last saw her and there hasn't been a moment that I haven't thought of her. I have been sending my man out in search of her secretly but that have come back with nothing each time. I have even tried to connect with some rouges but due to our current relationship with the wolve they haven't wanted to help me. We have been at war with the wolves for just over 2 years now but luckily, we haven't suffered too many losses. I have had my man defending our territory trying not to provoke the wolve more than they have been. I don't want this war, but it seems the Alpha King and his people have been done with talking. They have attacked us multiple times, but we have held strong. I do not know how much longer we can go on like this. Many of my people are scared to leave the territory and any vampires that have been living elsewhere have returned to the kingdom. I sigh as I

Ezekiel POV I'm relieved Mom let me step outside for a breather. She's all wrapped up in planning this new place, but honestly, that tour was a bit of a drag. I think I may see if she would put in an arcade, I think that would really liven up the place. Scanning the area, I notice a low-hanging tree swaying over the back patio. As I am looking at a tree I see a bird nest. In the nest I see a couple of babies moving around in it. Squinting to get a better look, I watch as one of the baby birds takes a sudden dive. Acting on instinct, I dash over, heart pounding as I watch it flap its wings wildly, chirping up a storm. It manages to glide a bit before crash-landing on the other side of the fence that is lining the back space. No time to waste—I swing the gate open and hustle over to where it landed. Crouching down, I check out the little guy. Poor thing's trembling like crazy. "Hang tight, buddy. I'll get you back home safe and sound," I assure it, reaching out to scoop it up. Just a