Malia’s bright eyes shrank as soon as I asked about her parents. “What’s wrong?” I said and she wagged her head at me.
“Nothing,” she replied.
“Don’t tell me that Malia, you can talk to me, and you don’t have to hide anything, so tell me about your mother?”
“My mother is dead,” she answered and stopped my lips, staring at her in uncertainty.
“I am sorry Malia but I thought you told me earlier that your mother was still alive and alpha Harvey will punish her if you tell me anyone who Mason is?”
“I lied,” she replied, looking back into my eyes. “I only told you that because I wanted you to leave. I am sorry,” she apologized and I held her hands immediately.
“You don’t have to be sorry because I understand that you were scared, and trust me I have been frightened before, and I know wha
