I don’t know if I should laugh or scream at them or call my uncle to remove them from my sight. Perhaps all of those.

I was around sixteen when Grandma Reid, her son who was still the Alpha, sent me a letter that my mother agreed to a marriage alliance. After all, it was the Crystal Tears Pack who helped my mother and our pack when my father suddenly died of a heart attack.

I replied and told her I cannot leave the Zane twins behind. They are my lifeblood, my world. My home.

I told her I will fulfill my dream of marrying for love even if her...