"Uncle Garrett?"
Alpha Garrett—my mother's brother. The leader of the Black River Pack. I hadn't seen him for years.
He walked up to my horse and helped me down. Then he pulled me into a tight hug.
"Welcome home, my niece."
I almost collapsed with relief. "Thank you. Thank you for sending help."
"Helena's idea. She never believed Leighton's lies." He glanced at Erica. "Is this your daughter?"
"Yes, Erica."
"She looks like her grandmother." He smiled sadly.
Leighton had reached the border. He stood there in human form, naked and furious. His warriors flanked him.
"Return my wife and daughter," Leighton demanded. "They are mine."
"No," Garrett said simply. "Sophia is Black River blood. She requested sanctuary. I've granted it."
"She's a criminal! A traitor!"
"She's my niece. And
