Chapter 3

Desiree. “Nothing is wrong with Marianne, please be rest assured she’ll be fine,” the Pack Doctor said beside us in Marianne’s room. Maddox and I were seated beside our unconscious daughter, my fingers combing through her white hair. I heaved a sigh of relief but that didn’t mean her words were enough to quell the distress and worry currently taking its stride in me. No matter the soothing words the pack Doctor might have, it was painful watching my daughter suffer from pain. “Why did she collapse then?” Maddox asked, trying hard to keep his worry under control but it still bloomed in his voice. “Marianne’s body is undergoing its final stages of evolution.” The doctor replied. “Final stages?” Damien asked, he was standing by the end of her bed with worry painted all over him. “As you all know, Marianne is a hybrid, unlike Damien who’s a purebred werewolf. She has a mixture of two powerful beings running in her veins. Although she is predominantly human, her body is much more spec