​Upstairs in the main hall of the Pack House, the atmosphere was just as heavy. Word had spread fast among the servants that the Alpha had locked his brother and the pregnant human girl in the silver cells.

​Ophelia, Alejandro’s mother, was pacing back and forth in the corridor outside the dungeon entrance. Her heart was breaking. She knew her son had a bad temper, and she knew about the deep trauma left behind by his first mate’s betrayal years ago.

​But she also knew Roxanne. Roxanne was a gentle soul who cared too much about the child to ever risk doing something so foolish.

​She had seen Roxanne’s and...