A month had passed since Diana received the mysterious letter.
During that time, life in Black Howler had become peaceful, quiet, and almost uneventful. Warriors continued their training. Pups played freely in the gardens and parks. Families gathered in the Pack House, and the omegas went about their daily responsibilities.
Diana was grateful for the peace. She truly was. But there was one thing that had not changed. Talon.
Her mate remained just as protective as ever. Every morning, he reminded her to rest.
Every afternoon, he asked whether she had eaten, whether she had taken her potions to help her pups, and whether the pups were moving normally. Every evening, he insisted that she stop whatever she was doing and return to their suite.
And every day, Diana found new ways to do the
