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Hunter released Julian, shoving him toward the wall. “What is your name, wolf?”

“Louvière” The wolf coughed, regaining his composure. “Julian Louvière.”

“No.” Hunter plowed his fingers through his hair and shook his head. “This can’t be. I would’ve known.”

“I’m her brother. Now don’t you fucking touch her again or I’ll be the one killing you. You have no idea what I can…”

“Julian. No.” Willa shot her brother a glare. She couldn’t risk telling Hunter everything. Not yet. Not this way.

“You were in Acadian Wolves? I would have known if you were Jake’s brother.”

“Guess you aren’t as smart as you think you are.”

“I’m going to fucking kill him anyway,” Hunter told Willa, his attention focused back to Julian. “How can you be both her brother and Jake’s? None of this makes any sense. Jake’s never even mentioned Willa.”

“I’m not his blood brother. His parents weren’t part of the pack when I met his Mama and Pa and joined up with their family. We’re brothers no matter how we came together. I eventually had to leave the pack, went rogue. I was only in New Orleans for a few years. Flew under the radar. But Marcel knew.”

“You’re telling me your name’s not really Louvière?”

“I didn’t say that.” Julian lay back onto the mattress and winced. “Jesus Christ, I need to shift. Was it necessary to choke me? You’re a Neanderthal.”

“You came at me, asshole. And for the record, I’m only letting you live because of Willa.”

“Fuck off. You’re the one who hooked up with my sister. I should have killed you. You’ve got no idea who you’re messing with, pal.”

“Louvière isn’t Willa’s last name.”

“What?” Julian groaned.

“Louvière is not her last name.”

“I said it was mine, not hers. It’s the name I adopted when I was taken in by Jake’s parents.”

“It’s true. We’re siblings,” Willa admitted, her body tense. It had been a lifetime since she and Julian had admitted their relationship.

“This doesn’t make sense,” Hunter insisted.

“It’s a long story but we were forced to separate. He went with Jake’s family. And I went…” She hesitated. “It doesn’t matter what our names are. What matters is that we are blood. He’s my brother.”

“Two rogues. Isn’t that rich?” Hunter glared at Julian. “Tell you what. I’m callin’ Jake. And if your story doesn’t sync with his, you’re done. I don’t care how many tears your so-called sister cries. Too many people have died, and you were found with one of the wolves involved.”

“Why would I lie about him being my brother?” Willa’s temper rose. She grew tired of the Alpha’s dominant nature. “And even if I did, there’s no proof he did anything wrong. He brought the wolf to you.”

“No need to defend me, sis. I got this.” Julian shot Hunter a wise smile. “I’m the one who found that rogue, not your wolves.”

“I’m sick of this shit. I can’t do this anymore.” Willa’s lips pursed tight, her arms crossed. “I appreciate you rescuing me, but this is where I draw the line. All three of us have secrets. Hunter, I literally just met you. Just because we…” Her cheeks heated as the memory of them making love flashed in her mind. She shut it down and doused the arousal, refocusing. “It was nothing.”

“You shagged my sister,” Julian spat out. “Fucking Alpha.”

“Shut up,” Hunter and Willa replied in unison.

“It’s irrelevant what happened between us,” she lied. “I have work to do. I have to fix what I did.”

“Irrelevant? Hmm…is that what you call what we did?” Hunter asked, ignoring the rest of her statement. “Yeah okay. Nice.”

“TMI people.” Julian held his palms up and shook his head. “Don’t want to know.”

As the Alpha strode toward her, Willa stood her ground. She tightened the tie on her robe, reminding herself she was naked beneath the fabric. His energy washed over her, and she resisted the urge to reach for him.