Chapter 21
I swayed, shaken by the realization that my mother had died of her own volition in an effort to keep Kira from doing the same. Nearly as bad was the fact that I’d dropped the protective-guardian ball quite literally. Still, at least I knew how to begin correcting my mistake.
“Whoever bought Mama’s star ball must be here at the gathering.” In fact, I had a very good guess who the Master might be. I just didn’t want to speak the words aloud in front of Gunner until I had more evidence that Ransom was the one with the rotten core. “I just need...”
Gunner cut off my words before I could state the obvious—that I needed to ingratiate myself to the larger group of Atwood werewolves in order to sleuth out the identity of the ‘Master.’ The werewolf beside me, unfortunately, had a diff
