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All slaughtered by Juan and his trusted, his sub pack, his elders, his closest. Those he now wears like a shroud, to lead from behind on the mountain. Which meant Sierra saw it all too, as his Luna, she was by his side at all times and followed him into battle. None of them jumped to defend her because they were just as guilty as her mate.

Mother, my father, my brother, my grandparents… all gone at Juan’s hand and I cannot contain the fury growing within me as my mind puts the pieces together and it all begins to add up. The return of the wolves saw everything change, and the children like me, ripped from guardian’s families who had vowed to care for us, and pushed into that home. Except me… my guardian’s, the last of the Whytes, were slaughtered by ‘vampires’ in the middle of the night. I now wonder if that too was a lie.