We raced into the palace and went straight to Nyla’s room. She was gasping for breath on her bed and the pack doctor was sitting beside her, holding her little hand.

“What’s going on?” I asked. I hopped on the bed beside my daughter and gathered her in my arms.

“We have carried out all kinds of tests and placed her on various medications, but nothing seems to be working,” said the elderly doctor. He was the best in the Highlands.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” said Rowan. “Jade, didn’t you say that Nyla would recover once we got rid of the necklace?”

“Well, not exactly. It was supposed to...