


This was different - this time it wasn't Sylvia versus the werewolves. "Or she wouldn't be so stubborn about being mad." I didn't need to tell him about the conversation Sylvia and I had had right before he finished high school. "She loves you," I told him, getting out of the car. If you are, I'll do it." He closed his eyes, shook his head. "If I'm right, you get to clean the bathroom at the shop next. "They'd never believe that she'd give the Alpha's daughter shelter," I told him. She had been quite clear on how she felt about the werewolves. They will know her feelings on the werewolves." Sylvia Sandoval had been interviewed by the local paper when Adam and I had gotten married a few months ago because her son worked for me, and Adam was a local celebrity.

They'll also know that you and your mother haven't spoken a word since before last Christmas. "Look," I said, not for the first time, "if they know all of the pack, then they know about you and Jesse, and they can guess I've stashed you with her. Gabriel was still arguing when we drove into the apartment complex in east Kennewick where his mother and sisters lived.
