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“We love you, wolf.”She pulls me into her mind where I get to feel my pup. For the first time, I understood how her ability works. I can sense the power of my offspring. Or should I say, offsprings? We’re having two babies.

I pull out of her head and lift her up, spinning her around.

This woman is my world.

Later that night, while my pack is busy celebrating, I watch my mate dance with Phaedra and Luna.

The month after we took down, Markis was insane. We first had to stand in front of the vampire council to not only clear Michaela’s name, but to declare Markis dead. They were so happy she killed her ex, they begged her to stand in as the head of her clan. She kindly refused, but told them she would always act as a liaison and if they needed anything to call on her. She, however, was given her title as princess back and she took her father’s wealth. Not that she needed it.

After we were done with the vampire council, Chayton and I had to go before the wolf council. They were less impressed with our battle against the ferals, and the human-turned. However, they let us go with a warning. They were more upset that I had mated a vampire than the issue we were having.

Things were quiet now. We needed quiet after all the shit we’ve been through.

Chayton walks up beside me, leaning against the tree.

“So, two pups,” he says with a grin. “You just keep trying to outdo me.”

I laugh. “What can I say? I’m an overachiever.”

“I guess my news will be even better for you.”

I turn to him with a raised brow.

“I’m promoting you to scout general. You’re no longer helping me with the lumber company. You and your mate will head my scouts.”

I don’t speak. This is huge. The wolf federation pays generals well. Like the CEO of a Fortune 500 company well.

“Why? I thought you didn’t want to turn your pack into an army?”

One reason Chayton has never appointed a scout general is because he wanted his pack to remain a place of peace. He had no plans for war with anyone. I guess this thing with Vilkas really woke him up.

He shrugs. “Just because I don’t want problems doesn’t mean I won’t have them. All I ask is that you hire Alarick on as your first commander.”

I shake my head. “That was already going to happen. He deserves it.”

I hold out my hand, and he takes it. We pull each other in for a brief one arm hug and pat on the back.

“I’m happy for you,” he says as we separate. “You deserve it.”

“Hey, we all deserve it. And maybe now, things can settle down a little.”

“That would be great. We don’t need any more problems. The council is looking for us to mess up again. I don’t want their attention on my pack anymore.”

The pack murmurs. Chayton and I look over at them to see what has everyone stirred up. The witch is in the middle of the floor, her hands glowing. She looks terrified. Alarick is moving through the crowd to get to her. Suddenly, she collapses to the ground. A wave of energy blows out around her, nearly knocking us down.

“What the hell was that?” I ask out loud.

“Trouble,” my mate says. “A lot of trouble.”