Amelia’s POV
I knew this wolf.
Victoria, Damien’s younger sister who had taken part in the plot to kill me all those years ago at the Alpha ball. That was the night my wolf emerged, Amy was born, and I had lost my memory.
She was one of the people responsible for the worst night of my life, and the loss of six years I could have spent loving and knowing my children.
But.
She and Ethan were also the only ones who had faced justice for that, being exiled and becoming rogues.
That alone stilled my jaws, ready to snap. At least, at first. When Amy stepped between us, ready to protect Victoria, everything changed.
“She helped us, Mom.”
“Amy’s right,” Stacy said, coming to stand beside her sister. “Aunt Victoria isn’t a bad guy. And neither are Philip and Paulina. I don’t care what the t
