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“I’m so sorry you went through that,” she said. “I’ll meet you, drive you to my dad’s.”

“At the train station then,” I said, relieved. “Margo will be with me.”

“I’ll have her parents meet us there.”

“No,” I said. “We need to talk about things, about us, the kinds of secrets we have.”

“Her parents have the right to know what’s going on. Trust me. It’s easier when everybody knows the truth.”

“Then let Margo tell them in her own time. Just let us talk to you first. We have an idea about what’s going on. We think…” I glanced at Margo who nodded. “We think we might be able to figure this out together.”

Two hours later, Margo and I were on a train headed for home. No matter what was waiting for us, it was better to face it head-on than run and let it hang over our heads.

“Hey.” Margo reached for my hand. “Are you worried?”

“Not as much,” I admitted. “Yesterday, things seemed pretty desperate. It’s weird how fast that changed.”

“Yeah, I mean, yesterday I still wasn’t sure if I believed in werewolves.” She smiled shyly. “Until I saw one.”

“I thought you would have freaked out a lot more. I wouldn’t recommend hugging every werewolf you meet.”

“I wasn’t planning on it.” Her eyebrows pulled together. “You said that Byron Evans is pretty much the boss of you, right? But how exactly did he get the job?”

I leaned back in my seat, happy for the distraction. “It’s kind of a long story. His father was the head of the family, while everyone else was under the mad alpha I told you about. He was the one who wanted to keep werewolves wild, basically. He hated the family because he thought Byron’s father stole his mate. Like I said, long story. When he came after Perdita and Amelia, Byron didn’t like his own father’s decisions, so he took over as alpha.”

She made a face. “He had to fight him for it?”

“Not exactly. He just had a purer mental strength that’s a lot harder to use than brute force. That power carries the pack, gives them the strength they need to stay whole. Instead of killing his enemies, Byron used his will to make them his, saving a lot of lives.”

“And now he can’t protect them,” she whispered.

“Humans hurt people, too,” I said hurriedly. “It’s not like we’re all bloodthirsty monsters.”

“I know.” She leaned against me, resting her head on my shoulder. “It’s just sad that he saved people only for them to get picked off by one of their own.”

The murders would change the pack. I only hoped it didn’t break us.

* * *

Perdita was waitingfor us at the train station—alone.

“Thank God you’re all right,” she said, wrapping her arms around me. I was taller than her, but I felt like a child in her arms. “You big eejit. You could have…anythingcould have happened to you. What were you thinking just running off without saying anything to us? We’re responsible for you. We’re supposed to be the ones keeping you safe. You don’t have to deal with anything alone, Dorian. Families stick together.”

“But the pack threatened meandMargo. It was better that we got out of the way before somebody made a mistake.”

“Oh, Dorian, you always manage to put them first.” She reached up to pat my cheek. “Well, you’re here now. That’s what matters. You’re both okay?”

She looked at Margo who nodded, looking uncomfortable.

“Your neck,” she said, reaching out then dropping her hand. “What… was that Victor?”

Margo glanced at me.

“It’s not his fault,” I said. “He’s upset.”

“That’s not a good enough excuse,” Perdita said sharply. “How is he supposed to live like a normal person if he has no control over himself? Things have to change around here. It’s gone too far.”

“Perdita,” I said softly.

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