Being an alpha required a lot of responsibility, Hope knew that. She'd seen how her mother seemed to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders whenever something involved the pack.

And now, her mother was gone, and she found herself with the responsibility of assuming the position that was rightfully hers—the crescent moon mark on her back indicated it.

And now she found herself at a crossroads: ending the feud between the Crescents and the Wolves of the North with marriage. Hope thought it was absurd, a rather archaic idea; her rival seemed to share the same view.