*SIANNA’S POV* Valen held the attention of everyone in the room. His uncle, Alpha Virgil, introduced him to his nine-month-old cousin, Valiant Hyde. They played together, cooing and gurgling at each other. Plus, I finally got to meet the rest of my in-laws. Things felt normal, and being with Vance again was fulfilling. He comes home earlier these days, helping me take care of our son, and attending to my needs. His only needs seemed to be about being with his family and, of course, making love. This he has done every night since the two weeks that he returned home. Finally, the Hunters Parade was here. He would be busier with the visiting Alphas and their entourage. Getting to know the other Alphas and Lunas was exhausting with a chubby baby in my arms. And when Vance took Valen from me as we had lunch, I was very relieved. I could not leave him with a babysitter because he was truly possessive of me. He cried unless he was with one of his grandmothers. But then Vance got a message

-VANCE’S POV* It took considerable time to discuss minute matters. Once we had settled on a course of action, the other three left us when night descended. Our secondary objective was to convince Curtis that the dagger had indeed been effective, so that he would act while we had him in our grasp. However, my concern ran deep within me. Asking Sianna to wield the web of entrapment for her ex-boyfriend troubled my heart. For one, I despise the thought of her being alone or around him. Next was whether she was able to stand by while I killed him. What will she truly do? While going to the bathroom and dragging me along with her, the worries of my mind could not settle. We quickly showered together so that Sianna could rest. “Baby, even though you are not talking, I can feel you slipping into one of those moments where you are shutting your thoughts away from me.” Her wary voice commented. “When I catch Curtis, would you stop me from killing him?” I could not help asking and praying

*SIANNA’S POV* Being angry would not help Sammy's situation, though I was boiling with rage. She obviously feared Malik's retaliation if we confronted him, but a Luna command would surely stop him from attacking her again. Abuse is not tolerated in our pack. So he would be punished by his Alpha later. The poor girl had already endured her body being used as a sex toy before she escaped as a rogue and came here for a chance to live a good life. Intending to head to the hunters’ ground, Vance and I shifted into our wolves after exiting the pack house. My silver wolf walked over to him and nuzzled him on the neck. He does it back to me and rubs himself against my side so that our furs interlock and release. Vance's black wolf had upright, forward-facing ears, slightly bristling hackles, and a tail held vertically curled inward. My wolf wags its tail high in the air and, with its tongue lolled out, delivers a sloppy lick on her mate's face. She frolics and dances around him, then bowed

*SIANNA’S POV* Challenging a Luna intimated that he must have a secret attack in his plans. Otherwise, I would surely defeat him in a duel. However, one must never underestimate the enemy. When did Malik develop a crush on me? Only the moon goddess could give me that answer. It was beyond my comprehension why anyone would think that crushing on a Luna was a good idea. For their mates, Alphas would kill or even go to war. Against Vance, this diminutive warrior had no hope. Hadn't Curtis' demise taught him that? I'm at a loss as to how to proceed. This shit is so fucked up! Although they are friends and he offers to bring me to Curtis, he shows affection for me. Was it premeditated for them to fight each other over me? In response to him, my wolf growled and bristled, urging me to shift, but I made the conscious decision to strive to talk him out of doing this dumb crap. He tried to encircle me, but I turned in every direction he went, keeping a keen eye on his motions and movement

***TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains severe mature content such as BDSM. ******************* *SIANNA’S POV* “Your mind is on another man and I can’t have that, Firecat,” His harsh thick tenor caught me off guard. “My wolf refuses to have you sulk over your ex-lover.” “It is human to mourn the dead,” I shot him a horrifying expression with creased brows and stormed into the bedroom. “You are being unreasonable and childish.” “I want your pretty little brain to only be thinking of me,” He came behind me while I was in the closet and taking out a nightgown. His sexy voice whispered in my ear and made me jump. “So, tonight you are going to be my little rope bunny.” “What the hell is that?” Clueless, I swallowed hard with my head turned slightly to look at him, unable to dismiss the perplexity of the moment. “You will see,” His hot deep voice sent chills down my spine. I was half-scared about whatever he had planned and tried to ignore him. “But before I begin, the Blacks are aw