Roxy had forgotten one thing.
This was the beastworld, where everyone was prey, even their own children. She was meant to be prey, but she ended up being the one prey everyone needed.
That's why when Roxy found her baby, who almost caused her death, she saw red.
"DROP IT!"
The scream tore from Roxy's throat, raw and terrified, shredding the silence of the cabin. Everyone's eyes fell on her in horror.
Why was Roxy awake? She didn't die?!
Of course, they were happy she was alive, but the murderous look on her face made them jump.
She didn't think, she didn't care if she had just woken up, and her body felt weak and drained of all her blood. All she saw was the massive silver wolf looming over the furs near the stove.
All she saw was the tiny body of her newborn son, the third and smallest one, clamped firmly between Kaelen's saliva-slicked jaws.
He's eating him.
This fucking dog was eating her puppy that she worked so hard for and even gave up her life to give birth to.
