Chapter One Hundred and Eight

Kaelith paced back and forth in the small cabin. Junia groaned as she shifted on the couch. She lifted the ice pack from her thigh and winced.

“So who is he?” Kaelith asked.

Junia sighed and finished readjusting herself. She let her head fall back on the couch cushion. “Martan Caldrick.”

Kaelith stopped her pacing. “Martan Caldrick? Martan Caldrick as in…”

“First born son to Alpha Nash,” Junia