I had worked tirelessly since the moment I had left Kael and the young she-wolves. I was concerned for Wren's mother, of course I was, but I had known she would be in the best hands possible within the pack hospital, and the updates I had received since told me that my instincts had been right. She was slowly recovering, and the doctors were growing confident there would be no lasting physical damage. Besides, I knew those moments within that hospital were for Wren. She needed to be with her mother. A woman she did not even know.
It pained me to consider that. Despite coming of age, the young she-wolf did not know her own mother. She had just learned who her father was. The man she had believed to be her Alpha. It was a dark situation, and I felt it more important I ensured the man who was behind her, and her mother's suffering was handled appropriately. He could not be given time to cover his tracks nor hide any evidence...
