Sleep caught Doris within seconds of laying her head down. She wasn’t sure how long she slept. It could have been days or hours but she knew that her body was thankful for it. Not one person interrupted her or woke her abruptly like they usually did in the palace.

When she finally woke, she felt ready to face the day and all the secrets she had yet to unfold. Her mind was conflicted with Enzo’s speech about the rogues and what they believed in. On one hand, she had been kidnapped and tortured by members of his own pack. On the other, she knew there were always black sheep...