The nightmare of being kidnapped taught me one thing and one thing only… I wanted all three of my mates. And I wanted them for life. But everything changed when our Alpha was bitten. The old wolf survived, only to make my life a living hell. He commanded Quinn and Weston to leave the pack. Everett could be my only mate. And the father to my pup. His decision devastated me but that wasn’t the only thing that did. Everett accepted his decision. He knew that it would break my heart. Bearing a child was not an option for me. And letting my other mates go? That was completely unacceptable. So I did what I thought I had to. I left… without a home or refuge. Would the danger of facing vampires and demons end our lives? Or was there still a possibility for us three to get Everett back and end up as a family?