“Seven years ago, the Moonridge Pack had five newborn pups kidnapped right out of their nursery. They completely vanished, without a trace.” Seth’s voice grows darker. “The pack tracked them down eventually—found the children in cages, being prepared for sale to human collectors. Rich people who wanted exotic pets.”

“Why am I hearing about this for the first time?” I snarl, pushing myself off the tree. “Kidnapped pups should have been reported to the crown immediately.”

“The Moonridge Pack kept it under wraps,” Seth says grimly. “They didn’t want other packs knowing that humans had managed to infiltrate their most guarded place: the nursery. It would have made them look...