The letter arrived on a Tuesday.
No return address. No signature. Just a single line, written in handwriting Sera recognized.
The children are safe. The experiments are destroyed. But there are others. More compounds. More victims. This isn't over.
Sera read it three times.
Then she burned it.
"What are you going to do?" Dax asked.
They were in the cottage. Lumi asleep in the next room. The fire crackling low.
"Find them. Help them."
"All of them?"
"As many as I can."
Dax was quiet.
"That could take years."
"I know."
"It could be dangerous."
"I know that too."
He stood. Walked to the window. Stared out at the night.
"I'm coming with you."
"Dax—"
"Not as your Alpha. Not as your protector." He turned. "As your partner. Your mate. The man who should have been beside you five
