BAYRON'S POV
My world stops turning, my muscles stiffens, and the only thing I can hear are the words of granny that keep on playing in my head, "Bayron, Alia, is your real twin sister."
How could she say something absurd like that?!
While lost in space, I feel a warm hand around my right arm that helps my tense muscles to relax a bit—the kind of warmth that only one person can provide, my mate.
I veer my head to my mate, and as I lay my eyes on Emma, her blonde and blue eyes remind me that Alia can't be my sister. Maybe this is one of Alexander's tricks, and since he's close to granny, he asked her to be his accomplice.
I smirk. "Nice try, granny. You don't have to lie to help Alexander in hiding Alia from Logan. If you told us that Alia is Emma's sister, I'd prob
