Hawk's POV.
Willow binds my hand with Autumns, tying them together with a green vine. Searing pains in my lower abdomen have me fighting to stay on my feet. Sweat pours from me as I pant. Willow looks concerned and Autumn looks positively pissed off.
“Dad,” I cry out. I can’t fight whatever is happening for a second longer. We are just minutes away from being mated. My wolf rushes to the surface, trying to take control. “Dad. Do it!” I growl as my knees give out, the binding vine breaking as I fall.
“You asshole!” Autumn screams at me and runs off.
“Hawk, what’s happening?” My mum drops down beside me, stroking my overgrown hair from my sweaty forehead. My vision blurs and I have to blink a few times to clear it. What I see when I can finally focus again fills me with love, pride and
