“She’s been with us when we’ve talked to you before,” I say.
“No, it’s not that. I swear I have seen you before.” Grant leans forward.
Kira sighs. “You probably know my half sister.”
“Half sister?” I ask.
“I don’t talk about my family because it’s not a fun story to tell.” Kira wraps her arms around herself.
“What are you talking about?” I ask. “What’s the not fun story?”
“My mom is a shifter. I’m not technically human,” she says. “My stepdad is the alpha of the Dark Moon pack in Virginia. You have probably met my sister Kelsey.”
“You don’t have a wolf, though,” Greyson says. “I would have sensed her.”
“Which is the reason that this isn’t a fun story.” Kira shakes her head. “My mom and stepdad know what I am but that didn’t stop the entire pack from basically shunning me because I don’t have a wolf and I’m the stepdaughter of the alpha, which didn’t help at all.”
“Kelsey looks like you?” Grant asks.
“We are practically twins. She’s actually only ten months younger than me.”
“How is all of this even possible?” I ask.
“My mom met her fated mate after she found out she was pregnant with me. Mark has been a father to me my whole life and never made me feel like less, but the pack quietly tortured me because they saw me as a weak wolfless girl. I haven’t spoken to my family since I came to the academy.”
“Dark Moon is a huge pack on the East Coast. An alliance with them could help us with the rogue problem. It’s escalating. Quickly.” Grant stares at Kira.
“I can’t get you an alliance, Grant. I haven’t spoken to them in three years.” Kira sits on one of the sofas.
“Can you try, Kira? You know what will happen if this guy and his pack of rogues aren’t stopped.”
“Why should I care? Why should I help a species that thought of me as weak and treated me as such?” Kira throws her hands up.
“Kira, you don’t mean that,” I say. “The entire species isn’t to blame here. Just the dickheads in your old pack.”
“But you don’t understand. They’re going to try to pull me back into the pack. I never told them how horrible everyone was because I knew they would lose their minds and probably kill some shifters.”
“So they don’t understand why you haven’t spoken to them?” I ask and she shakes her head. “Kira, that’s terrible.”
I could never leave my mother when I was younger and the thought of her being alive and me not talking to her for an extended period of time is awful.
“I know but it’s gone on so long now that I wouldn’t even know what to say to them at this point. I can’t tell them that the people who are loyal to them are assholes.” She rubs her eyes.
“You don’t have to tell them any of that,” Grant says. “Just contact them and tell them what’s happening with the rogues. We need help from every allied pack we can get help from.”
“There’s a problem with this request,” I say. “We literally can’t call anyone without monsters attacking us. And I doubt Alpha Mark would appreciate a shell call.”
“Yeah, that shit is pretty wild when you aren’t expecting it.” Grant nods.
“Your reaction the first time was pretty funny.” Raven chuckles.
“Okay, so what is new about this rogue situation?” Greyson redirects the conversation.
“They have escalated their attacks. The pack in Colorado is seeing attacks almost daily. We think they are holed up in Utah somewhere as it’s neutral territory.” Grant rests his elbows on his knees.
“What about you guys in LA? Are you seeing a rise in those attacks?” I ask.
Are there rogues nearby who work with the gods touched shifter? He was from Arizona to begin with so it’s entirely possible he’s recruiting all over.
