The pup had already reached seven and a half months. It had grown strong enough to survive outside the womb, and from the condition of its body, the pack doctor could tell it had struggled until its very last moment.
Had it lived, there was no doubt it would have grown into a capable warrior. It didn’t come from an Alpha bloodline, but strength wasn’t reserved for Alphas alone. Some wolves were simply born with extraordinary potential, and this little one carried that promise from the beginning. It could have become Raquel’s second chance, the child who gave her a reason to start over and build a better future.
If only she had allowed it that chance.
As the pack doctor looked down at the tiny body resting inside Raquel’s womb, an uneasy feeling settled over him. He couldn’t explain what
