Book 7: I'm Going to Bring Them Home

Tristan

I’m horrified—but looking up at the faces of the two Alphas who have baby boys—Eli and Mark—I see a whole new level of nightmare in their eyes.

The baby blanket left behind is blue, one that was embroidered by Mark’s pack members exclusively for Rose’s pups. Some very sweet older ladies had given us a gift of several pink and blue blankets for the newborns, so we’d always have plenty, and the look on Rose’s face when she handled the soft, warm fabric is something I’ll never forget.

But now… now one of those same blankets is lying on the floor of the front seat of this car, covered in dangerous-looking shards of broken glass—and drops of blood. Eli and Mark look like they’re somewhere between throwing up and wanting to tear whoever did this to shreds.

I’m not far from that feeling myself, since clearly all the pups were in this car and now, we have no idea where they are. My little Trisha is missing… she’s somewhere, and the person who