It had been three days since Nyra was captured by the Blackfang Pack. And not once had she been allowed out of the room they put her in.
Each day, Nyra prayed Madam Vexa was out of the pack and hadn’t been eaten or taken by the werewolves. She knew they were going to use the old woman because she was human. But one thing was for sure—Alpha Kael had not disclosed her identity yet.
If that were the case, she'd have been dead a long time ago.
She was a rogue after all.
Nyra didn't know the pack they'd come from or what had happened, but all she knew was that her mother had been murdered by one of the packs living among humans. And ever since, she has sworn to get revenge on all of them.
A sudden grumble pulled Nyra back to reality, and she glanced down at her stomach.
She couldn't belie
