Chapter 27

“So, after I learned Calla had died, I had him locate Nola and the pack she was in.” Myra looks out at the women setting up the yard and cleaning up after the kids, her eyes turning glassy, and a tear slips down her cheek. She quickly wipes it and clears her throat.

“We knew if Hiram found out, he would have stopped us, so we kept it from him. These women were slaves to their mates, purely kept fo