Fat Jake never told Two Bears, never told anybody, but Melinda had made her choice the afternoon of her death. She was going to go back to Adam, even though he was changed and their kids would probably be dwarfs. Their kids! The two of them, living together, laughing, loving, in bed. Together. Melinda with a crit! A scream boiled into his throat and Jacob Anderson clamped his jaw shut, biting back the noise, but the awful visions still filled his brain like a hellish hurricane. Two Bears had won, wasn’t that enough? But no. She was dead and buried, and still he fought Jake for her attention. Denying him even the solace of the lie. Would this ever end? Ever?