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“Yes.” As of this particular moment in time, yes.
Amelia headed for the door. She was wearing Karissa’s clothes, which were a little too big on her petite frame; her tee had slid off one shoulder. She looked vulnerable and sweet, but I already knew that was a lie.
Then I saw the mark on her throat. She’d been marked as someone’s mate. The thought sent a strange pulse of rage through me, then my brain caught up.
Was that Brennan’s mark or Nathan’s?
I wanted to know so badly that it hurt, but she didn’t have any reason to answer my questions. She didn’t have any reason to open up to me. It could wait.
Downstairs in the kitchen, she found the kettle and carried it to the sink. I stepped up behind her, taking the kettle from her hand; for just a second, her ass brushed against me. That contact sent electricity flying across my skin.
“I’m not being a very good host if you have to make your own tea.”
She turned to face me, a spark in her eyes. “You’re not being a very good host if you have to kidnap me.”
“Do youwantto go back to your old pack?” I asked bluntly. I stepped past her and turned on the tap to fill the kettle.
“It’s all I know.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“Isn’t it?” She twisted her hair behind her ear. “Is the Longroad alpha dead?”
“Wasn’t he your husband?”
She hesitated. “We were married.”
“Your answer saysyes, but your tone saysno.”
“I didn’t choose to marry him,” she said coolly.
“He forced you.”
She nodded.
I went through the cupboards and found a box of Thin Mints that Karissa had hidden from me, as if I would ever assume a box of Oat Bran in our house was anything but a gag. I opened the sleeve and offered them to Amelia, who shook her head.
“I have some questions I’d like to ask you,” I said.
“Oh? Will answering them save me from Stone’s interrogation?”
I had no idea, so I shrugged. “Maybe.”
“Can I ask you questions too?”
“I’ll trade you.” I smiled at her, but she didn’t return it.
She looked almost frantic when she asked, “Is Nathan dead?”
I wanted more than anything to calm that look in her gaze. But I couldn’t. “He should be. But we didn’t find a body.”
Her shoulders dipped. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
“Did you want him dead? Or do you hope he’ll come for you?”
She chewed her lower lip. “That’s two questions.”
“Fine. Tell me what you want, Amelia.”
