Later that evening Zion sat opposite Maya’s father and mother. He was struck by how cold the house was. Not only was the house cold but so was the pack. The chill filled the room, and it was all coming from one woman, her mother. He watched Don, her father, embrace her.“Honey, I missed you, darling.”He kissed her cheek, hugging her close. This man was so busy he didn’t even see what was happening to his own pack. The excuse was pitiful at best. Maya had been subjected to pain and torture because of her mother.“Hey, Daddy,” Maya said, smiling.She didn’t look toward her mother, and neither did her father.“You’re all mated now. Wow, when did you grow up? It hasn't felt like ten minutes since you were born.”Don held her hand, the love shining from his eyes as he looked at her.“When I felt you being torn from me, I panicked. I’ve never experienced anything so awful.”“Don, please, she’s a big girl. It’s time to let her go. You should have let her go a long time ago,” Francie said.H
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