"Okay, Mom… I'll go back," Keira finally said, her voice low but certain.
Georgia turned quickly, her eyes lighting up. "Really?" she asked, hope laced with excitement in her voice.
"Yes, Mom," Keira nodded, trying to smile. "I think I got it all wrong. That dream… or whatever I saw, it wasn't real. Alpha Jared… he's been nothing but good to me."
Georgia's eyes glistened. She reached out and cupped Keira's cheek gently. "Yes, baby. Your dad is a good man. I'm so sorry you had to see that terrifying dream. And I'm even more sorry for what Uncle James did years ago. But… he's gone now. The pack is at peace again."
Keira hesitated. Her eyes narrowed in thought.
"But Mom… isn't it wrong to kill someone?" she asked softly, her voice trembling.
Georgia froze, lips slightly pa
