Kalinda reached for Fabiana, leaving her hand hanging in the air when Fabiana didn’t immediately shake it. “Let’s start with my name. I’m Kalinda Thorton, mate to Capo Romano, head of the Trinity Council, and Ales.”
Unsure, Fabiana took her hand. “I’m Fabiana Bianchi, unmated, and … I don’t really know who I am.”
“That’s okay. Today, you’re going to ride with the girls, and we’re going to start to help you answer that.”
Fabiana looked back and forth between Kalinda and Giuliana. “Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack. Silva has been itching to get out. Romano has extended his oppressive shit to her too. She’d like a change. Too bad Zoey is not up for a night out. But we’ll see her when we get back.”
“Zoey …” Fabiana let her voice trail off, shaking her head.
“Doesn’t hold any grudges,” Giuliana finished.
“That was for us to do, and we’re standing here, aren’t we?”
Take our hands, Fabiana. Don’t break.
Giuliana willed the young woman, but she knew Fabiana would have to make her own decision. They couldn’t force her one way or the other.
After what seemed like forever, Fabiana nodded. “Okay. I’d like that.”
“First line of business: clothes. We’re going to get you dressed,” Giuliana said.
Fabiana looked down at herself. “I look fine.”
“Clothes are armor, woman. Let’s head to my place and go from there.”
They pulled Fabiana from the house, and Giuliana whispered to the wolves at the door that Fabiana would be with her. She also sent a thought to her mate so he’d be aware.
Thank you, was all he sent back.
But his words were full of so much … so much emotion it took her breath away.
Chapter Twenty
“You’re an Alpha.”
Pasquale knew this was coming the minute he’d shown his gifts when he’d helped Giuliana with Silva and Kalinda. He hadn’t had a choice, and he wasn’t about to change what he’d done. Through Giuliana, Kalinda’s essence was held long enough for Zahara to reclaim Silva’s soul and bring her back. He wouldn’t regret helping with that.
But now, Dominic stood before him, his hands in his pockets with Romano at his side, glaring. He expected it. No Alpha male was supposed to hide who they were, and he’d broken that rule.
“Yes,” Pasquale finally answered. For what it was worth, it was amazing to finally say it and finally have it out in the open.
Romano stepped forward. “How?”
And here was the part where shit would either go really bad … or horrible.
Or deadly. There is that.
Shut up, Snow.
“Primo Bianchi was my father.”
Dominic’s Alpha power blasted through the room, sending Romano to his knees. Pasquale reacted on instinct, wrapping his cooler, sharper Alpha power around the Capo and himself.
Romano blinked, coming to a stand. “How the hell …”
“I’ve been shielding for some time. It adds … control to my gift.”
