*Eames*
She really didn't know we are related. No one can fake that expression. But I want to be absolutely certain, and so I say, "His surname didn't clue you in?"
"I only met him last week. I don't know his surname. He was simply introduced to me as the Alpha of Westborough. And before you accuse me of any other heinous crimes, let me tell you that I only knew that your father was an Alpha because Zac told me. I had no idea which one."
I don’t say anything, I just stand there silently judging her. Angel clearly finds my behavior extremely irritating and says, "Although now that you mention it, he does look a bit like you. Slightly more handsome, perhaps, and he doesn't limp."
I ignore her insult, recognizing it for what it is: a mindless jibe from one wounded animal to another. "You
