I sat up when he turned around and was able to see his face. I flicked my ear and murmured, “Isn’t this a tasty dish to set before the king?”

I saw the guards nod and let the pair in. I sprang to my feet, hoping to catch them in the courtyard, the boy’s face still before my eyes: broad and dark-skinned, with close-cut, fuzzy black hair—a definite Indian look, though I wasn’t sure if “India” existed in the Nine Kingdoms.

When I reached the courtyard, I was met by retreating shadows. Before I began to stalk them, I howled again at the moon. I heard a female voice ask, “Do you have wolves?”

I heard the guard laugh. “Oh, that’s only Wolfsdaughter. She’s harmless, if a bit strange.”

I slunk back to the wall to wait out the night. As I paced at the top, only one thought fluttered through my mind: “Wolves mate for life.”

Virginia and Wolf's teenaged daughter Luna is sure she is destined to find her mate for life as her father did, but when a cute boy shows up at the castle, is it really him?