Seeing Evelyn on the floor injured was not the worst sight in the world. A flicker of anticipation had rippled through my body as one of my pack members had reached out to me through the mindlink. Panicked. Terrified that the daughter of their Alpha was laid, wounded upon the floor. Perhaps I, too, should have been panicked, but a sense of calm washed over me. But the moment I saw the rate at which she was healing, I knew that we were in trouble.
I knew the legend of the Golden Wolf was one that reigned long within her mother’s pack… my pack, as it now was. A pack that I had gone through so much to take. And, it seemed that the damned daughter of mine had been the one to inherit those genes. Of course, she was. She had been a curse from the moment she was conceived. I had never wanted a
