Kyra's POV
I held my breath as I stepped into the Nightfall Pack house, anxiety tightening my chest. The tension dissolved instantly when Snow rushed toward me, throwing her little arms around my neck and planting a big kiss on my cheek.
"Mommy! I missed you so much!" she squealed as I lifted her up.
"I missed you too, baby girl," I whispered, inhaling her sweet scent.
Ever since Nathan found out Snow was his daughter, he made me take her to the witch to remove the magic that had been hiding and altering her scent. He wanted the entire pack to know Snow was his child.
Snow was coming home with me tonight—her request, not mine. She had called me yesterday using Nathan's phone, her little voice full of longing that broke my heart.
Back at Emily's condo earlier that day, Emily had sprawled across the couch, munching on an apple with a self-satisfied smirk. "Let his ass go crazy looking for me," she declared, clearly referring to Matt Foster.
