CHAPTER 5
MARSAn almost-angelic laugh echoed through the pack house.
A young girl sat on Vulcan’s lap, her small body fixed on his knee and her face nothing but a blank, pale slate. No eyes, no nose, no lips, no features. But something about her reminded me of Aurora.
I hadn’t seen our daughter, but I knew that this was her.
Vulcan smiled down at my daughter like she was his own while holding another baby on his lap, who seemed to be around the same age. He ruffled his hair and grinned. “You’re going to take care of our pack and your sister one day, aren’t you, Kairo?”
Sister? Our daughter isn’t Kairo’s sister unless … unless Aurora has had another baby without me. But why is Vulcan watching them? Where is my Aurora and my other half, Ares? Have they gone missing? Gotten killed?
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