Daphne
I had one, sweet perfect moment, when Kodi placed my towel-wrapped infant on my chest, and I stared into the dark eyes of my newborn, and felt that instant, soul-deep connection. My daughter was so tiny, but perfect. Absolutely perfect! And so strong! Even though she’d come into the world too soon.
And then my magical moment was ruined when five naked men burst into the anteroom of Kodi’s cell, freshly shifted and covered with blood. Four of them were strangers, but I recognized the fifth.
Alpha Larkin.
I growled low in my chest and clutched my baby closer, feeling very exposed and vulnerable. I hadn’t even delivered the afterbirth.
Kodi let fly two of the shards of plastic chair, but only managed to inflict cuts that seemed to infuriate the wolves further. She tossed aside
