DEL MORINO

I felt as if the situation was weighing heavily on me and the evening flew by in a daze.

As I gazed out my window at the moon shining down at the pack, Terese's description of the disease—Moonblight—haunted my thoughts.

I couldn't stand by and do nothing and I didn't understand what kind of curse could make a werewolf so vulnerable.

However, I was unable to ignore the more pressing issue even as I mentally made those commitments. I had to get a doctor for her. She was very close to my late mother and always seemed like family.

Her younger brother. Luca. Terese had mentioned him earlier...