a's

me. It was hard to distinguish if they were part of a dream or actual memories. T

of the she-wolf who had rescued me. She seemed to

ituation at hand. Slowly but surely, my blurred vision started to clear up. Once my sight

ne who broug

ppeared elated and spun around t

o

the word brought

sat by my bedside. Despite her previous aggression toward the werewolves

g now?" she inquire

y senses returned. However, a sharp pain in my palm and d

ad and expressed my gratitude. "I'm feeling much better now. Than

d my voice had becom

lf. "My name is Gracie Natt. I am the owner of

ent C

b was notorious for attracting rogue werewolves who had nowhere else

h a business. She regarded me with sympathy and suggested, "My dear, you are still too

ng, several werewolves standing behind

re from the Black Moon Pack. If we shelter her, she

anished by the Black Moon Pack. Who would risk angering suc

by Killian himself. I had a feeling h

would only invi

to sit up as I spoke my mind. "Thank yo

he placed a hand on my shoulder, gently urging me back down onto th

Preg

e blue, catching me off guard. Overwhelmed with disbelief, I lowere

as I pregnant with

ing my mind to spiral even further out of control. A buzzing s

d snapped at the other werewolv

Gracie's tone was firm, and her words had the desired effect of quieting down the other were

red their heads in shame,

are safe here. This is your home now. No one will ev

lost and vulnerable before, but Gracie's words gave me a glimmer of hope. I knew that I c

cie, and her kindness and compassion remind

eve

neasy as I thought about t

out, he would most likely despise me.