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I had to laugh. “You need more than an intervention, Troy.”

“Don’t we fucking all,” she grumbled.

“I don’t show up to interventions with SMGs either.”

She rubbed tiredly at her eyes. “You think he was lying about your mom?”

“Of course he was. Saw her body. They can make deep fakes now, but not back then.”

“Deep fake corpses… a new low.”

“In a century that challenges new lows,” I concurred.

“Still. Has to hurt.”

“You grow a heart while you were raising my cousin, Troy?”

“Apparently. There are ways to tamper with bodies,” she said hesitantly.

“I was always a maudlin kid. When she died, Dad didn’t want me to see her. He tried to keep me away from the funeral home—”

“But your stubborn ass didn’t listen.”

I shook my head. “Of course not. Savannah…” I paused. “You don’t know her. But she’s the daughter of—”

“Star, I’m pretty sure you think that I live under a rock, but I don’t. I know who your folks are, and I know noxxious. Ergo Savannah Daniels is on my radar.

"Plus, I was impressed by that TVGM shitshow she orchestrated. The second I saw her deal with that asswipe on breakfast TV, I figured that she grew up with you.”

God, I hated how open my past was.

Fucking fame.

Still, I had to smirk.

Some days, I wasn’t sure if Savannah had rubbed off on me or if it was the opposite.

“Guessing you know Camden then,” I mocked.

“Lyra’s a big fan.”

The smile that curved my lips was painful in how large it was. “She and Kat have something in common then. She considers him her soul mate.”

“Weird kid.”

Proud, I nodded. “The weirdest. She’s mine.”

“How did that happen anyway?”

“Same way you got yours.”

She stilled. “Katina is Bogdan Belyaev’s daughter?”

“She is. That’s why I get what you’re going through with Lyra and I’ll never let my grandfather take her away from you, because I’d make what I did to Smythe and Foundry back there seem like child’s play if someone even thought about taking Kat away from me.”

“Funny how two women who should never have been mothers are so protective of the cubs in their fold,” she mused, but her tone was loaded with her approval at my idea of punishment.

“I think it makes perfect sense. Who better to know how shit the world is and with the skill set to keep them safe from it?”

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