Petra carries the alpha's child through the pine-shadowed ridges, and her heat-scent tells Samuel the claim is not finished. Every step she takes challenges his need for complete possession. He must knot her pregnant form once more to secure the heir, and his fear of loss drives a control that both protects her and threatens their bond.
The rival demands her surrender as tribute before the blood moon eclipse, and the deadline for the pack to seize her draws near. Samuel claims her again under that shadow, his hand at the swell of her belly a standing answer to the rival. The bite scar at his throat is the only proof she has that this runs both ways.
How far will he go to keep what he put in her before the rival takes it all?
