Darius and I sit in a restaurant nearby - Wolves' Business - sipping on red wine and eating beef stakes. It's our first date since we've gotten on good terms.

"What will we do about your mother's situation?" he stares at me in curiosity.

"I forgave her," I say. "I plan on having her in my life."

He tilts his head, getting beef on his fork. "It'll be a problem for our pack. Two men died chasing vampires not long ago."

"Don't you think I know that?" I frown. "It wasn't her. She never killed a werewolf," I demand. "She caused one death a long time ago. And she feels...