LIEUTENANT COLONEL TRISTAN VAN LORNE POV
The sound of my heels clicking on the polished floor of the palace echoed around me. I was meant to be on medical leave still, but after learning the increasing problems with the Blue Ridge pack, I knew I had recovered long enough. My wolf, Tank, agreed.
Our aunt needed us, and I wouldn’t let her down.
Aunt Margie was always the aunt who welcomed the world with a smile and had freshly-baked cookies cooling in the kitchen. My mother was not anything like her younger sister. Don’t get me wrong, I love both of my parents, but they were determined to complete in their own way.
If they weren’t the Crown's shield pack, then their sons were all expected to be respected members of the Royal Court Elites. That was just how it was for us when we were gro
