FIVE HUNDRED YEARS AGO
The house at the top of the mountain became a beehive of activity after the birth of Penelope and Darius’s child.
Families from the pack came in to offer congratulations and help around the home, and everyone was in high spirits.
Rose had even managed to stop worrying about her looming dilemma as she attended to her sister and the guests. She found comfort in staying busy–heavens knew she hadn’t been as occupied since leaving the palace.
Her days at the palace had been filled with training and studies. Her training had included everything from battle tactics to combat skills, and her studies spanned matters of both werewolf and human worlds.
It was imperative for the leader of the werewolves to know everything about ensuring the survival of the race in the midst
