“That wasn’t so bad,” Kent admits as we leave the Alpha’s office together and head to my own. “I told you so,” I roll my eyes, nudging him with an elbow. “But you never listen to me.” “I listen to you all the time!” Kent protests. “I just didn’t – well, I didn’t expect this, for one thing. Plus, it’s not like you exactly have a head for the drug business. You went to prison for three years on accoun

Becki calls me at work the next day. She’s sobbing so loudly on the phone that I can barely understand her – she’s borderline incoherent. I swallow my impatience as best I can while I try to get some sense out of her. Why she is calling me, I have no idea. I don’t know where she got this idea that we’re such great friends. I mean, sure, I’ve had a couple of lunches with her, but come on. She hardly knows me – well, as far as she’s aware, anyway. 

Even though Daisy, Marcus, and I talk for nearly two hours about Daisy's recent conversation with Joel, I'm no closer to feeling any better than I did when she first came to tell us about the threats Joel made against us all. There doesn't seem to be any good way out of this, for any of us. Nowhere seems safe, except maybe the mansion itself. Marcus has reassured me over and over that the Alpha's word is still law here, and that no one will try anything while he still lives. Still, knowi

I'm in the hospital for a few days before the doctors are ready to release me. In that time, I haven't found a way to tell Marcus who I really am, even though I know deep down that Kent and Emmett are right that it's probably time. However, I just don't know how to do it. I'm so shaken by the fire, more so than I have been by any other act of violence or criminal set up by Charles and his goons so far. A psychiatrist at the hospital has come by to talk to me a few times, and has recommended counseling. 

"Let's look at what we have so far," Liam suggests. Daisy, Liam, Emmett, Jeanette, Marcus, and I all sitting around the living room of my suite, drinking hot, sweet mugs of tea and trying to figure out where to go from here. "Do we have enough for the human police yet?" Daisy asks. "With my testimony and the recording of Charles's confession, surely that should be enough to get him locked away for good?" "And it should be enough for the Werewolf Council when it comes to Joel's involvemen