Heather POV Dawn and I had thought that we were going to be given a room that we could share, but as we were walking into the packhouse, April had suggested that we all just head to her room and have a serious girl talk about tonight. Megan said that she was going to head to the Gamma quarters first and have a shower. The way this pack house was laid out was interesting. The main building had your normal stuff, kitchen, dining, entertainment, offices etc on the main floor. Then the next two floors had rooms for unmated wolves. There was a large covered breezeway that you could access from the main entrance hall and kitchen. On the other side of the breezeway there is another building that houses another kitchen, conference room/dining room, and another entertainment room on the first floor. The second floor had guest rooms for visiting Alphas and Betas. Then, starting on the third floor were the Alpha’s, Beta’s and Gamma’s quarters. One side was divided into two, two-story apartments

Heather POV We were working on our warm up stretches when I asked. “That wasn’t part of your plan, was it Megan?” “I thought there was a chance that they would simply take their shirts off. I just wasn’t prepared for Quinn to stand that close and look at me like that. His eyes changed. His wolf was right at the surface. Just like last night in his room.” “You mean Quinn has his wolf. How old is he?” asks Dawn “He’ll be eighteen in two weeks.” “Hey Megan, I haven’t seen him with anyone since you kissed him the night of his graduation back in June.” Says April, “Actually, come to think of it, it would be before then, it would be around the time that his wolf first showed up.” Just then, Levi came running up to us. “Ok, ladies, let’s get things going.” Megan looked at us all. “We need to finish this talk later. April link your Mom and see if she and Luna Mona are free after training. I’ll ask mine the same. I think we all have questions.” April steps up beside Levi and starts to

Heather POV What does she mean to keep them alive and save the bloodline? I could see the pain in her eyes and hear the desperation and fear in her voice. “OK, I’ll tell you, but can we do it in private? I would feel more comfortable with fewer people. Plus, I don’t know how much the boys would want me to say in front of a lot of people.” Mona looked at me with a huge smile of thanks on her face. “How about I get a hold of Lyla? I’ll ask her if you can spend another night here at the packhouse. Then after supper you and I will have some bonding time and will talk about what happened.” Mona picked up her phone and dialled Grandma. When she got off the phone she asked Meg if she would drive me out to Lyla’s house, my home now too, so that I could pick up stuff for the night. The four of us stand to leave Mona’s office, Dawn faces the computer screen. “Jacob just linked me. He and Zane are ready to go. He said that they wanted to be leaving in the next half an hour, so we'd be home b

Levi POV Oh Goddess, what did I do? I didn’t know she was there with them. I know that if Reed had known she was here he wouldn’t have talked about punishments. The poor girl has had enough of that in her nine years of existence to last a lifetime. Jacob, Zane, Heather and Dawn may not know her story, but the rest of us do. I pulled her arms from around my waist, picked her up and carried her down to the table in the kitchen, asking everyone to follow. I pulled out a chair and set her down on it. I crouch down so I’m at eye level with her. “Molly, look at me.” She slowly raised her head until her eyes to meet mine. “What have I always told you?” “No one, not even the Alphas, will ever punish me the way I was punished before.” “That’s right, but you did dump ice-cold water on me, didn’t you?” “No, I did not, Levi. I dumped it on the new cuties.” She says as she points towards Jacob and Zane, who are standing by the sliding doors to the back yard with Dawn in front of them before wi

Reed POV I raised my hand to knock on the office door, but before I could, I heard Mom’s soft voice. “Come on in, boys.” Mom was seated on one end of the couch she had in the office curled up with a cup of tea in her hands. Dad was standing by the small bar behind the desk. “Before we get started boys, how strong of a drink am I going to need for this talk?” Lucas and I sit ourselves down in the two wingback chairs that sit across from the couch. I turned towards Dad to answer him. “Well, we haven’t done anything wrong, we just have some questions about a couple of things that have happened. So you choose.” Dad lets out a long sigh, grabs four glasses, a bottle of scotch and makes his way over to the couch beside Mom. He places the glasses down, pours roughly two shots into each glass, hands one to Mom as she sits forward and places her tea cup on the table. He passes one to each Lucas and I, saying as he does, “By the looks on your faces, you may need this too.” He then leans bac