<p><strong style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">I thought I'd get a break. Maybe catch some R'R.</strong></p><p><strong style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">Boy, was I wrong.</strong></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">My best friend is still MIA.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">My foe turned friend-Inarus-is safe, maybe. Though he's anything but sound.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">And now Melody, my Harpy gal pal-is missing, leaving behind a trail of blood like some macabre Hansel and Gretel.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">I'm still trying to figure out how to balance being a mercenary, and the mate of the Alpha of Pacific Northwest Pack, and the cherry on the flipping sundae that is my life, is a string of attacks against the Pack's Clan houses.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">Something is off about these attacks.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">The assailants are hopped up on Harpy blood.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">And I don't know about you, but I don't believe in coincidences. Someone kidnapped Melody and they're using her to go after the Pack.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">I'll give you three guesses who it is, but you'll only need one.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(51, 51, 51, 1)">The HAC is behind everything, and my mother is behind them. It's the fight I always knew was coming, but this time only one of us will survive.</span></p>