#Chapter 61 Surrender

Helen POV

I followed my mate to the clearing of the field just outside my father’s pack. We were watching specifically for the Alpha King on visit, or that horrible Scott hanging out near my parents.

It’s hard to accept that they loved him more than me, their own flesh and blood. It never mattered, though. When they saw us as fated mates, they saw Scott as their son, and Diana as his wife.

Fuck what the moon goddess intended, I guess.

Justin’s Lycan is calm, which is nice to see in a moment like this. We peer across the valley, watching Randy’s wolf stalk slowly in place, waiting for a sight of my father to come into view. The last few times we have been on look-out have been unsuccessful.

My father had bunkered himself into the house. When he leaves, that will be when we strike.

Justin’s Lycan leaned into my wolf’s neck, running his claws through my thick, matted fur. Being a Snow White now, I was scared of drawing too much attention, but more so afraid of the respect this coat would