"They will want payback," Dia said, but there wasn't conviction in it.

"I assure you," I said confidently. "The old Alpha will want a grandchild more than anything else. If you want to give back to the pack financially, it probably wouldn't be refused, but it isn't expected. No one is going to want to see you harmed in any way."

"Fine," Dia said placing her knife back in her boot, "but I'm not wearing some chain. You better get that out of your fucking skull right damned now," she finished pointing at Will.

"Baby, I just want to keep you safe," Will pleaded, his voice nearly breaking. "Don't run...