In Galathia Pack, Julian Chase's stunned voice echoed from the back seat of the car. "You're saying it's five years later?" He stared out at the unfamiliar landscape, his brow furrowing. "So, I've already formed a sacred bond with Clara? We must have pups by now, right, Ethan? I'm a dad!"
His heart raced, a burst of joy painting his face with color. Ethan gripped the steering wheel in silence, his lips parting but no words coming out.
Julian's voice grew urgent. "What's with the blood on that ring? Did something happen to Clara?"
The car fell deathly quiet, save for Julian's ragged breathing. "Ethan, talk! What's going on? Did I screw up and upset her? Tell me so I can apologize!"
Ethan slammed on the brakes, stopping beside a sprawling heap of charred ruins. "We're here," he said, sho
