His proximity sent an unwelcome ripple of awareness through me. I was too tired for whatever this was.
"What now, Alpha?" I asked, unable to keep the weariness from my voice.
"You're not an outcast," he said quietly. "Not anymore."
"Pretty words," I replied. "But a little late, don't you think?"
Jackson cleared his throat. "He means it, Daisy. Things are different now."
I gave a hollow laugh. "Because I'm suddenly useful? Because my Moon Wolf blood might give your pack an advantage against the Graystones?"
"No," Maison said with unexpected gentleness. "Because we were wrong."
The sincerity in his voice caught me off guard. I searched his face for the cold dismissal I'd grown accustomed to, but found only earnest regret.
"One revelation doesn't erase years of disdain," I said, softe
