Keegan

"What the Fuck?" I whispered as uneasily coiled in my gut as I watched Mara embraced back into the pack's fold, my smile remaining fixed.

"Why, why is he so kind and easy to forgive?" I fumed.

Heather's gentle spirit may hope for reconciliation, but Mara did not change stripes so easily to my mind. Her supposed contrition reeked of guile. But my blunt misgivings found little welcome.

Heather's pregnancy left emotions raw and frayed. She clutched at frail hopes of restoring broken bonds from the past. And Lucas hesitated firmly opposing his vulnerable mate in this state. His protective instincts were divided uncomfortably.

"All I care about is...