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“What about the raccoon shifter he was talking about?” I said as the guard moved to drag the rogue out of the yard. Alice sprang to help him, since Nate was obviously too agitated to join in. “If someone here helped the rogues, shouldn’twe—”

“It doesn’t matter,” West said flatly. “One of the guards who died was named Keith. Unless that’s a particularly common name among the kin here, I’m going to assume the rogues made sure their ‘ally’ couldn’t tell anytales.”

“He got what he deserved, then,” Nate rasped. He stalked back and forth across the yard as he tugged on his shirt. He’d destroyed his jeans in his hasty shift. If the situation hadn’t been so tense, I might have enjoyed the view. “Traitor. Betraying his own people like that.” He ended the sentence with an agonized growl. “One ofmypeople.”

Aaron turned to him. “Nate,” my eagle shiftersaid.

Before he could continue, the other alpha shook his head with a jerk. “I need to think. We’ll talk more in the morning. Give me the night to make some sense of this. If I can.” His gaze found me. “I’m sorry, Ren. This isn’t at all how I’d have wanted your first night here togo.”

“I know,” I said softly. It killed me, seeing him in so much pain. “If you need anything fromme...”

“For now I’m not going to be good company toanyone.”

He swiveled on his feet and strode toward the estatehouse.

* * *

My bed felt tooempty when I woke up in my room. I rolled over and stretched my arms across the soft mattress, feeling the vast space on either side of me. Just like at the avian estate, the dragon shifter’s bed was sized for five. For me and my mates. But none of those mates had spent the night thistime.

The breeze drifting through my half-open window was warm, but I shivered as I sat up. The rogue dog shifter’s chuckle echoed in my head.He let us right in, your precious kindid.

What could have compelled one of the shifter kin to help an attack against their own kind? And if one could be persuaded, who was to say others hadn’tbeen?

No wonder Nate and the others had been so upset. I was only just starting to understand the bonds between kin and their alphas, and even I washorrified.

Hopefully Nate had calmed down and cleared his head by now. I might not understand the situation completely, but I knew enough to realize we had to talk and come up with some sort of plan of action around this newrevelation.

Also like the avian estate, my suite and those assigned to the alphas were down a separate hall from the rest of the house, with a branch that led to a private common room. This one had a view into a stand of redwoods. A long oak table stood at one end next to a sideboard laid out with breakfast foods. At the other, closer to the window, was a cluster of armchairs andcouches.

The smells of fried eggs and sausages turned sour in my mouth at the sight of my gatheredalphas.

Nate was bent over in one of the armchairs, his head in his large hands. Marco was lounging in another, ever the casual cat, but I could see the tension wound all through his sleekly muscled body. Aaron stood behind one of the couches, his hands braced on the top, as if he couldn’t bear to sit down. Alice shadowed him, standing by the window. And West stopped his pacing between the sitting area and the dining table to scowl atme.

“You’re here,” he said. “We can finallytalk.”

I could have protested that no one had bothered to wake me up to tell me they needed me, but I wasn’t in the mood to bicker withhim.

“I’m here,” I agreed, walking over to the sitting area. “Do we know anythingnew?”

Nate shook his head. He raked his fingers through his dark hair and straightened up without quite meeting my eyes. “I still can’t believe it. My kin don’t turn on each other. We agree to work together to each other’s benefit, despite our differences. That’s the wholebasisof being disparatekin.”

“Clearly it’s not,” Marco said. He might have been aiming for a teasing tone, but it fell flat. Nate glared athim.

As the bear shifter opened his mouth, Aaron cut him off. “It isn’t just the disparate kin,” he said, the rasp in his dry voice more pronounced than usual. “The owl shifter who attacked Ren at my estate was kintoo.”

My jaw went slack. “What? Butshe—”

She’d had no kin mark, I meant to say. Then the memory snapped into focus in my head. The avian woman who’d attacked me had been wearing gloves. I’d thought it was odd at first, and then I’d been so distracted by the attack and her story afterward that I hadn’t thought to questionit.

But Aaron had talked to her more, after we’d found out she’d been coerced into going along with the rogue group through the threats against her son. He was her alpha. Of course he’d haveknown.

Everyone’s gaze had shot to the eagle shifter. “And why is this the first we’re hearing aboutthat?” Marcoasked.

Aaron’s hands flexed against the top of the couch. “I was hoping it was an isolated incident,” he said thickly. “That the rogues had gotten lucky and manage to find one rare kin member they had the means to manipulate. Do you think Iwantedto say my kin were untrustworthy? But now I have to think our kin aren’t so difficult to manipulate afterall.”

My heart squeezed. The avian alpha had told me before that the other kin-groups often looked down on his people. Saw them as something lesser because of their forms. I wished he’d told me everything, but that attempt on my lifehadonly happened yesterday. His reluctance madesense.

“It’s not about kin being trustworthy or not,” Alice jumped in, coming to stand beside him. “The rogues are still behind all of this. The rogues are still the ones we have to dealwith.”

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