Serena’s POV
The sound of laughter and music filled the great hall. The long tables were covered with food roasted meats, fresh bread, bowls of fruit that glistened under the candlelight. Wolves from all over the pack had gathered to celebrate.
The reason?
Mirah’s new baby boy.
He was swaddled in silk, sleeping peacefully in her arms as she sat at the high table. Every time someone came to congratulate her, she smiled wide and called him “the heir.”
My stomach twisted.
From where I stood at the edge of the room, I could see her, her gold hair shining in the light, her eyes bright with pride. She looked every bit the queen of this place. And in her arms, the child everyone had come to honor.
But he wasn’t the only son Kael had.
My own boy my Ari was nowhere in sight. He was with one
