The battle had been won. Four Alphas were dead, and their packs transferred to others. All of the enemies on the field that day stood down either because they had new alphas or their Alpha, my father, was MIA.

I’d tracked Alpha MacKenzie’s blood from the place where the Entropus family had taken a few bites out of him. I followed it to where he ran, and then the trail simply vanished.

My attempts to contact him at home via phone over the next few days were met with dead ends, also. According to my mother and his higher-ranking wolves, he hadn’t returned from the battle, and they hadn’t heard from him since.

My mother said she could still feel him alive through the mate bond, but he wouldn’t respond to anyone. The pack was in chaos and the Beta wasn’t able to keep it under control.

Wolves that had been oppressed their whole lives were up and leaving or trying to take control.

I urged my mother to leave there, but she insisted on waiting for her mate. I told her to go to Martin’s old pack if she was in danger, that it now belonged to Tristan and he would offer her sanctuary, but as far as I knew she hadn’t done so yet.

Alpha Clovis, Saranya. and Audra had gone directly from First Montana Pack to the packs of the alphas they had defeated and became their new alphas. They determined to bring the packs into the modern age, abolishing laws and customs that persecuted women and the defenseless. The packs were coached on equal treatment of women, protecting humans not harming them, and working for pay rather than in servitude.

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They were offered the chance to join Divine Moon Pack under Alpha Clovis or to be free to go find another pack. Most of them chose to join Divine Moon and only a few left to seek other homes.

A handful of those wolves were headed here to Montana to join our pack since they had family that mated into my father’s pack years ago and wanted to rejoin them here.

The lands and properties left behind were being auctioned up to other packs via the council. All moneys received by Divine Moon pack from the sales would be put into trust for the children of the original packs.

Alpha Martin’s pack reverted to Tristan after he’d killed his father.

It had taken two weeks for Jane to process all of the blood bags and feed them to Gabriel. Amelia had gone home to Divine Moon, and Gabriel was still in a coma under Emma’s watchful eye.

Tristan assigned Jessie, David and the rest of the brothers to trade shifts standing guard in the study and to alert security if anyone showed up who shouldn’t be there.

Tristan left this morning, taking Jane and the girls to the pack where they grew up to sort things out there. It was his hope that his mother would return with them along with the other pack members. They were already automatically integrated into our mind-link once Martin died, but they still had to swear loyalty to Tristan if they were to stay.

The pack Tristan and Jane came from were good people and wolves who were forced to obey Alpha Martin’s evil orders. They all knew Tristan and he was confident they would all submit to him since they had expected him to be their Alpha one day anyway.

I was left in charge at First Montana to keep things running until they returned.

There was just that one little problem I couldn’t shake. Where in the world was my father, the former Alpha MacKenzie?