Chapter 3
“There is nothing that can prepare you for the sight of your child in the arms of someone who is willing to harm them. It is in that moment that you realize what violence you are truly capable of.” ~Fane
“Wolf-man?”
The second Fane heard his mate’s voice fill his mind, he took in a deep breath. It was as if he hadn’t breathed from the moment she’d shown up on that battlefield. “Jacquelyn, are you alright? How is our son?” He was desperate to know that they hadn’t been harmed. He’d been so angry on the battlefield, and focused on controlling his wolf, that he hadn’t even tried to use their bond. That just proved to him how seriously out of control he’d been.
“We’re fine,” she said quickly, no doubt feeling his wild emotions. “Slate and I are in a room by ourselves. I’m assumi
