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A child of the system, Giselle had only ever wanted one thing... a family. But the price for her dreams might be more than she bargained for.






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“Did you know Ash’s cousin went missing that night?” Giselle asked.
“Oh, and let me guess, we got the blame?” Di was quick to defend. A little too quick, in Giselle’s opinion. Speed like that usually meant guilt, at least as far as Giselle was concerned. Her wolf agreed as well, but she kept her tone neutral.
“Yes, actually. Ash did say that the pack was possibly responsible.”
“Well, we didn’t do anything.” Her defensiveness was a bit too overplayed. “He blew past us and ran away. Case closed.”
“You sure about that?” Giselle asked, unconvinced.
Taylor shrugged. “I really didn’t see.”
“Yeah.” Di sounded terribly annoyed, and she was channeling her frustration into speeding around corners and almost blowing through a stop sign. “There was no fight, no killing. Might as well have been a rabbit for all the attention we paid it.”
“Did you actually see the wolf run away, or did Martina chase it off?” Giselle asked.
“You don’t sound like you’re on our side anymore, Elle.” Di pulled the car over and turned to meet Giselle’s eyes with a menacing glare.
Giselle could see the wolf below the surface of Di’s eyes, just itching for a fight – and hers was equally ready. “I’m simply asking questions. Interpret them as you like.”
“Take it easy, Di,” Taylor cut in before the argument escalated. “She’s curious. And understandably so.” She turned on Giselle. “There was no fight. No killings. The biggest thing that happened to us that night was finding you in wolf form. Honestly, we weren’t even sure you were a wolf at that point.”
Giselle took a minute to calm her wolf. Di might have been on the defensive, but Taylor was speaking the truth. There was no threat in her words, and Taylor’s wolf was at rest, no sign of it in her eyes. She didn’t want to fight with the girls, and hadn’t intended to get riled up, but the way Di jumped to anger at everything she said and did really worked her nerves and tested her control. “Okay, was that so hard to tell me?”
Di huffed.
“She’s new to the family. And with the bad blood between our packs, it’s understandable that things might get …murky.” Taylor was clearly the voice of reason, so Giselle directed her attention to her.
“I’m just clearing the air. The fact that there is a potentially hostile pack around makes me worry about setting down roots,” Giselle said, as calmly as she could.
“You don’t have a choice, really. You’re a foster kid.” Di smirked, and Giselle felt a strong urge to smack her in the face.
“So were all of you, right? How did Martina manage to collect a perfect set of kids for her pack?” That question had been niggling at the back of Giselle’s mind since her earlier conversation with Ash.
“Dunno.” Taylor shrugged. “I was adopted as a baby.”
“And you?” Giselle directed to Dianna.
“Two years ago. I came from Florida.”
“And you don’t find it odd at all that every foster kid she’s taken in and subsequently adopted has been wolf?”
“Maybe there’s a supernatural agency,” Taylor joked.
“There would have to be. Three kids, that’s not dumb luck.”
“So what are you getting at?” Di put the car back in gear and started driving down the road.
“Something Ash said…”
“Him again.” Di threw her hands up.
“Yeah, because he’s the only other wolf I can talk to. Deal with it,” Giselle snapped.
“What did he say?” Taylor asked.

“That Martina may be stacking the deck in preparation for war.” Giselle sighed. 


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