***Samanthas POV** "Listen, if they are, in fact, witches, we definitely need to get you and Alex safe within the pack. Witches can't be trusted. Did they say anything else to you?" "No." I lie. "Ok." He reaches over and squeezes my thigh and leaves his hand there. It makes me feel comfortable and guilty at the same time. I mean, how was I supposed to tell him they thought I was one of them? He just said witches can't be trusted, and I am supposed to tell him they misidentified me as one? Now I'm conflicted. I might as well be a witch. I'm already proving to be untrustworthy by lying to my mate. "Sam, you should just tell him you -" "Shh, Cass, this is not the time to go back and forth." "Ok, but your memories.." "Enough!" She becomes silent. I feel a little bad about it, but

