I felt like I was frozen in time. My mind a blur with the things that Grace had spoken, yet so much of the words she spoken had made sense. Her father had quite the reputation as a ladies man. My father disliked him for it, I knew that much, and he had little respect for him because of it. Especially when his fated mate remained by his side. My father had lost his fated mate and he missed her terribly, so, to see a man treat the one chosen for him by the Moon Goddess so badly made him angry...
But, the more Grace's words lingered in my mind, the more I could not help but recall the way Wren had reacted at the border of our pack. I turned to look at Grace. "Who is her mother?" I demanded.
