There were many stars in the sky. giving a surreal radiance on the pack grounds.

Amelia stood on the balcony of her room and traced with her fingertips the outline of the crescent moon mark on her chest, a continual reminder of the Rite of Unity that she and Bruce had undertaken.

Her heart continued to race despite the quiet nighttime atmosphere. Behind her, she heard the door slowly click open. She recognized that it was Bruce immediately; a familiar shudder went down her spine.

His deep voice rumbled "Amelia," surprisingly close to what she had expected. "We must have a conversation." Amelia turned to face him, her gaze menacing....