Aella's dreams made no sense.

First, she was in the foyer of the pack house in Logan's pack, walking down the makeshift aisle that was meant for Louve. She looked sideways at the crowd of well-wishers and instead of the faces of Logan's pack members, she saw grins and sneers from the members of the Rogue Pack. She looked down and instead of a white dress, she was putting on a black one: lacy and tattered, like a Bride of Death.

Someone was leading her by the arm, and when she looked up, she saw that it was her dad.

Impossible, she had time to think before they got to...