The knock on my door came at dawn, soft but insistent. I hadn't slept after returning from the Shadowlands, too haunted by the Shadow King's offer and the impossible beauty of what he'd shown me. Dante stirred in the chair beside my bed, his protective instincts immediately alert."Come in," I called softly.Sarah entered, carrying a tray of coffee and what smelled like her grandmother's famous blueberry muffins. Behind her came my grandmother, looking more frail than I'd ever seen her, and Alpha William, his face grim with worry."Emergency pack meeting," Sarah announced, setting the tray on my bedside table. "Word's spreading about what happened at the engagement party. Other packs are demanding answers.""Let them demand," Dante growled, standing to stretch his stiff muscles. "We don't owe
