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Colin nodded. “You’ve never made that a secret.”
“But I never share the whole story,” I said. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment as I gathered my thoughts. “I was born and raised in pack to just south of Iowa known as Silver Moon.” I didn’t wait to catalogue their reactions. I couldn’t. “I was to be my father’s heir as Beta. But on my sixteenth birthday I found my mate in the Alpha’s son, Grant.”
“He is now the current Alpha,” Jason pitched in.
I nodded. “And you all know the rest.”
“This doesn’t make any sense,” Lisa said. “I’ve heard of the Silver Moon pack but I know his son hasn’t found his mate.”
Lisa was our resident expert on other packs. She made it her duty to know any useful or important information about other packs. We nicknames her the Spy because of it. “Holden, Grant’s father covered it up. He knew it would look bad if his heir rejected his mate who was then punished instead of his son.”
She gritted her teeth. “Scum,” she hissed. Lisa hated when packs hid things. Her eyes widened. “Hold up. You said you were to be the next Beta of the Silver Moon pack?”
“We all knew she was going to be a Beta,” Damon said.
Lisa shook her head at him then turned back to me. “You real name is Katrina Grim.”
I actually stepped back in shock. It’d been so long since I’d heard that name, let alone be addressed by it. “That is an old name,” I said softly. “And it isn’t my real name, not for a very long time. My real name is Kate Greyson.”
“Sorry,” Lisa said blushing. “It’s just that I remember reading about you. The reports said that you died in a car crash when you were sixteen. I even read that your car was scrapped.”
I scowled. “That’s cruel even for Holden. I get covering up my disappearing but killing my truck on paper, that’s just wrong.”
Lily shook her head but I caught her smile. “Of course that’s your concern. Come on, we need to get going. All this drama is slowing us down.”
“You know how I am, Lily,” I said, “I do love my dramatics.”
She waved a hand and pulled Jason to the car. If he wasn’t making me go back to my old pack I’d almost feel bad for him. I had no doubt Lily would trade words with him.
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“Come on Trina,” I said as I started for the truck.
Someone grabbed my arm and stopped me. I turned. “Tristan?”
He was frowning, a rarity for him. “I won’t ask if you’re okay. I know you well enough to know you’d- lie and say yes. But I will ask if you’re sure you can do this. Face them again after all this time. They may not be happy to see you.”
“I know,” I whispered.sadly. My parents and brother, Alex. They’re more likely to be angry that I never made contact than glad that I showed up. I steeled my emotions. “I know how to maintain myself on a mission. This time won’t be any different.”
“Are you sure you’ll be able to do that. Your old family won’t be the only ones there. Grant Adams is the Alpha of that pack now. There won’t be any avoiding him, you’ll have to work with him. Are you really sure that it won’t be different? When mates are involved everything is different.”
“It can’t be different. I won’t let it be different,” I said. I brought Tristan’s head down and pressed my lips to his. The kiss lasted maybe four seconds before I pulled away. “You know me,
trust me when I say that I can do this.”
He sighed. “I do trust you. But just say the word and I’ll get you out of there.”
I smiled, “Aw Tristan, you say the sweetest things.” I donned the southern accent I’d learned from Jason’s mom. “But I’m just a sweet lil‘ southern gal and you’re going awful quick for my tastes.”
Tristan snorted. “Way to ruin to moment smartass.”
I dropped the accent and laughed. “If we were having a moment you’d up and run long before I
ruined it.”
Trina grabbed my arm. “You just yelled at me for flirting with Bain and now you’re flirting with
Tristan.”
“She can’t help herself,” Tristan told Trina. “Look at me. Women just fall helpless to my charms.”
“Yes, if you can call sedation drugs charms,” I quipped.
He flashed a toothy grin. “You know it girl.”
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I rolled my eyes and grabbed Trina, pulling her to the truck. “And he says I’m the smartass.”
I mind–linked Tristan through the pack bond. “I know what you were doing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied,
I smiled to myself. “Of course you don’t.” I got into the car as started. Despite the laughter with
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Tristan the dread of what I about to do wouldn’t be ignored. He knew that. Still he tried. “Thanks.”
There’s a saying, time flies when you’re having fun. The same goes for when you’re dreading something. We neared the border of Silver Moon far too soon. I pulled over and stopped just outside where I knew the Silver Moon territory began.
“Kate?” Trina said rousing from her half–asleep state. “What’s going on?”
My hands trembled. “I need a minute. Take the wheel. Tell Jason I’ll meet up with you guys at the pack house.” Normally I’d be resistant to let even Trina drive the truck but I had to be alone when I
do this.
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