Chapter 211

Waking to find her son grown and mated, her husband a betrayer who still holds her home captive and defends it fiercely. No longer Luna of the pack and no longer required to raise a child. She has no real mate to have another, even though she’s capable enough and still in her prime. She’s at odds with the modern advances of our world, and she finds the noisy, chaotic business of the pack hard to bear. She stays alone in her room most of the time and rarely ventures to see anyone except Colton or me or the maids Colton assigned her to meet her every need. Doc comes and goes to see her, but she is almost a hermit, living in the west corner of the homestead. This used to be her ancestral home, someplace she visited from time to time, and thanks to her, we found the secret tunnels under the estate that led to the apothecary that belonged to her long-forgotten relatives. The library of grimoires and books that contained histories we had never known. It opened our knowledge of many things,