Daisy’s POV
I was quiet for a moment trying to understand and digest everything Rax had just told me. If anything, it put Harold’s insistence for me to keep quiet about being his mate into perspective. I suddenly felt like a whiny little b***h for complaining about him keeping me secret.
“But why are you telling me about this right now?” I persisted, still struggling to grasp the whole reason for his explanation.
Rax hesitated for a moment, then met my gaze with a small smile and I was reminded of how different he and Harold seemed to be. Harold had a quiet brooding personality but Rax was more open and friendly. “You, Daisy, are a wild card. You’re the one no one was expecting to show up. You’re an outsider, your true self is unknown to both packs. We could just leave you in the dark
