I shifted and changed. So did Reagan.
“Them?” I asked.
“Yes,” he looked up at us. “Fillian was having a pup.”
Reagan let out a growl in frustration.
“Is,” I said. “Is having a pup.”
He gave me a weak smile. I closed my eyes and prayed to the moon goddess that Fillian would return and unharmed.
“Royals,” Skia said. “I can sense them about a mile from the territory.”
“Alpha,” I said. “The royal family is coming.”
“s**t!” He said, shifting back and running to the pack house.
“Go get Katie.” Reagan said. “She can calm the situation. Later, we need to talk about you helping with her training.”
“Yes, she needs to be ready,’” I agreed and went running.
Katie was all too thrilled to see Cole. Cole, the King, Cora, and Eric had arrived in the SUV. I kept explaining Katie’s role to her
