Ridian’s POV

Once upon a time, a terrified, emaciated young woman stumbled into the Black Moon pack’s territory. The young woman’s clothes were in tatters and she was incoherent. She may have been killed, but lucky for her, I was inspecting the pack’s boundaries. I instructed my warriors to take her to the pack house where she was cleaned up and allowed to rest. It took two days for her to return into normal functioning. Once she was able to speak properly, she was taken to the alpha for interrogation.

The young woman had quite the story to tell. Her whole pack had been vanquished by a group of rogues...