---- Chapter 3 Becky's Pov I was mortified staring at my only pet that I had been allowed to bring to the pack mansion nestled deep in Bloodpine Forest, the ancestral land of the Moonclaw Pack. The same way I have taken care ofDorian. The air was sharp with winter frost, my Beta senses pricking at every sound, but all I could hear was my own heartbeat-andDorian's angry growl. "Don't mess with me and don't get my father upset with me!" Dorian snapped, his wolf aura flickering in his eyes, golden like his father's. I watched as he stomped off while I stared at the arrow in my cat's body. A silver-tipped arrow. Wolf-forged, cruel, precise. Fate is indeed mocking me because I was the one who taughtDorian how to shoot arrows. I ---- taughtDorian everything he knows and now he's using it against me. I cradled the box as I stared at Lin Lin, my best friend, and a single tear slipped from my eyes. "Why are you out in the cold, Becky? Don't get sick on me!" Alpha David Grimsbane's deep voice carried through the thick wooden door, laced with command and concern. He immediately stood behind me as he draped me with his jacket, his seent-pine and steel- enveloping me in a wave of unwelcome familiarity, which I shrugged off. "What's wrong?" he queried. His face twisted in slight disgust when he saw the dead cat in the box. "Your son came to apologize," I stated. Alpha David's frown deepened, "He's your son too." ---- I scoffed, "He hates me, Alpha David! He killed my cat." "Come now, let's go inside. I'll have a talk with him in the morning, and you can bury the cat tomorrow. I'm sure he was just messing around and it was a silly prank," Alpha David said. I shrugged away from him as I carried the cat and headed into the garden. The moon above was nearly full-another cruel reminder that I wasn't his Luna, only his obligation. I wasn't going to let my cat stay out all night for some animal to poke at him. Alpha David followed me, complaining about how I was being stubborn, but he stayed with me while I buried Lin Lin. When I was done, I went inside. The party was over, and the guests had all gone home. The pack house was silent now, except for the distant howls echoing through the valley.