“So tell me,” Becca asked quietly, “you never saw anything about me again after that?”
Dean shook his head. “Nothing.”
She turned to Norman. “Invisibility, huh?”
He gave a slight nod. “Yes. There's a reason all this has been kept hidden. One of our ancestors had the gift of immense strength—so powerful he could command any room. But it got to his head. He became ruthless, even to his own kind. The moon goddess punished him for it, and after that, the elders erased the memories of the packs, leaving only the direct descendants of the alpha line aware. They swore to protect that knowledge, never to use it selfishly or reveal it. It’s one of our most sacred secrets.”
Becca swallowed hard. Knowing this now meant she’d been accepted—welcomed into something far deeper than she anticipated. B
