Diaz's pack was bigger than I’d thought. It was beautiful. The sun filtered through the trees, casting a warm glow over the city. Each member of the pack moved peacefully, as if the war outside their gates wasn't going on, and I felt a little jealous. I wished I could forget the war.
''Where can I keep my prisoners?'' I asked Diaz.
''Regan, take Queen Cassia to the prisons.'' Diaz ordered, as a pretty asian brunet woman ran over to us.
''DEE!'' She shouted, and jumped into his arms.
''Shiyin, it's alright. I'm safe,'' He said, his tone soft as he placed her on her feet. ''Don't get worked up, it'll harm the baby,'' He said and placed his hand on her stomach.
The scent left me with an ache in my chest. Greyson was protective like this during my pregnancy, and that thought made me think
