Marcus POV
Marcus had been up early that morning, softly sneaking out of the bed—leaving behind a snoring Sarah. When he’d made a joke about it, Sarah denied being a snorer, so Marcus just played along. It was super cute. Though he knew it was probably caused by the pregnancy.
Marcus couldn’t help thinking about his future. He’d not dared dream about one during the turmoil Alastair had brought upon them, but ever since the end of the battle, he’d been wondering about a lot of things.
Did he want to be King? The answer was no. But he knew the Moon Goddess didn’t make mistakes—he was mated to Sarah and therefore, being King had always been in the cards for him.
But that left his pack… The Blue Mountain pack… the pack he’d inherited from his father.
His father. Did he even know who he w
