"That's your lord?" Leonhart's younger sister, the omega lion beastman with soft brown eyes, mouthed to Mara in disbelief, her jaw nearly dropping.
Mara didn't answer right away. She only gave her cousin a flat look, the corners of her mouth twitching with restrained irritation. Her family, warm and tightly bonded as most beastmen packs were, had never truly understood her path. They thrived on connection, on knowing one another's every joy and sorrow, but they could never accept the truth of her bloodline.
Her mother's choice to mate with a demon had condemned their family. To the beastmen, such a union was blasphemy, an insult to their strength and pride. They were cast out, branded as tainted. It was Morwenna de Erengard and Ashkareth who offered them refuge.
