Sage Harris stood with three hundred angry females in the backyard of her Alpha’s property waiting for him to acknowledge that they were all there. Every female who stood with her were half-blood shifters ranging in age from three months to forty years.

Sage appreciated, as did all the half-blood females, the blood of their fathers that flowed through their bodies retarded the aging process. There was not an adult female around her that looked her actual age, they all looked years younger than they really were. For that there was not a female present who was not grateful for having shifter blood running……