He Kept Knocking. We Never Answered Again.

Synopsis

He Kept Knocking. We Never Answered Again The night my son burned with blood fever, he was with another woman. At the Moon Rite, our son shut his father's blood bond out-in front of the whole pack. He took the call and walked away without a backward glance. My mate mark was down to its last wisp of gray. Third time-I'm not summoning him. I'm taking the whole pack to his doorstep, and I'll sever that thread with my own teeth-before he can open his mouth and say "give me one more chance."