I must have shifted somewhere along the way. I must have burst from the house, broken in my grief, and my wolf took over. My wolf raced quickly, pushing our limbs to the limit. Everything ached but it was nothing in comparison to the burn in my chest.
The lawyer had tried to be kind, but the words were a fatal blow, like a dagger through my ribcage.
Without realizing it, I had come to the border of Gideon’s pack lands.
If I couldn’t win the trial, maybe I could take the kids by force.
My wolf was strong. I could at least put up a fight.
But it wouldn’t be enough.
I’d be cut down and then I’d never have a chance of seeing my kids again, even if only in passing or from the shadows.
My wolf faded away and I returned to human form. I sobbed so hard that my wails echoed through the fores
