Her thoughts remained on her littermates. She worried for their safety, but had since the day they’d left her at the ranch. Would they be willing to run back to the mountains? Magda was so damn stubborn at times. She couldn’t focus on anything without worrying. Her littermates, and Jarvis, who was now her new litter, both had her upset. She relied on Magda and Leisa both being incredible hunters. Both of them knew how to fight. Wherever they ended up, it would be similar to how it had been for Katrin on Toubec’s ranch. And hadn’t she survived staying there? Barely. Katrin wouldn’t dwell on what she didn’t know. She would go nuts. She had to accept that they were fine. Shifting her thoughts, she focused on her own situation. How would she run by a male who only loved half of whom she was? It made matters even worse the moment she discovered why Malta werewolves had been marked for extinction. Katrin had controlled her desire to push her gift to deeper levels, to places that could make her dangerous even to herself.
