*Reece*

There’s a lull in the fighting as everyone who is loyal to Alastor is finished off and the rest have surrendered, then I hear the panicked voice of my love wailing in my mind.

The three of us Alphas look at each other and instantly, I know that Tristan and Mark are thinking the same thing. 

‘Darlin’?’ I ask in the mind-link. ‘Are you saying—’

‘I’m saying the babies are gone, and she took them!’ Rose screams. 

Still in wolf form from battle, we all tear away from our warriors and run toward Mark’s castle. I don’t think any of us even send word to our troops, but they...