“Casey, can I talk to you for a minute?” Alyza asked, knocking on Casey’s bedroom door.
“Sure, mom. Come on in,” Casey said, stepping away from the bag that she was packing so that she could go stay at the packhouse for a few days. She sat down on the edge of her bed, patting the spot next to her. Alyza sat beside her as she took a deep breath.
“It’s about what happened last night, with Sebastian,” Alyza started hesitantly.
“You mean with my ‘birth mother’ coming back?” Casey asked, using air quotes.
“Yes. Do you think it as strange as I do?” Alyza asked.
“I think even more so. A lot of her story just didn’t make sense to me. I mean that whole story about how no body in her own pack knew that she was the Luna. How the death of her mate didn’t seem to faze her. My wolf flat said t
