“She said her name is Meryl.” There was silence around the room as everyone looked toward Wyatt and Freya – The King and Queen of the Werewolves. They knew Meryl and it wasn’t a name that brought anything other than dread, death, and destruction where ever she went.
Freya had a chill go down her spine as she thought back to the last time they had met. (Demon War: Rise of the Alpha.) Meryl had been obsessed with Freya’s family since her mother had chosen a vampire mate. She had killed both of Freya’s parents as well as injected Wyatt with a blood curse.
“Meryl… I killed her. How is it possible?” Freya looked up to look at her mate, Wyatt in disbelief.
“I wonder if she plans to settle her old grudge,” Wyatt growled angrily. He glanced over at his son Aiden who he knew would be apprehensi
