The full moon was up and casting shadows across the land while Alistair Blackwood stood at the edge of his private building looking over his vast packlands.
He was a very tall man with little patience, his mind on the plans he had, plans that would shake the werewolf kingdom. He was just waiting for the right time to unveil them.
If only she knew how much power she carried.
Alistair said with a low growl that seemed to shake the room.
"That child will be mine. I must make sure of that.”
His most trusted advisor, Henrik, stood by his side. Henrik was a very sharp-witted man and his reputation went before him. He looked at his Alpha and instinctively knew that he was deep in thought and that now was not a very good time to interrupt him, so he patiently waited.
"I will send a messeng
