MIRABEL REDFORD
“No. No. No.” I keep repeating over and over. Spicer’s hands are in the air. He looks ridiculous.
This was a game for Alpha Gray. He knew we didn’t get it and it is why he hasn’t been around. I should have known two days ago when Tim informed me he hadn’t returned, Alpha Gray knew we didn’t have it. After all, it was right here.
How cruel could he be? To his son? To the daughter of the woman, he shared a bed with?
Why didn’t he say he didn’t want me to lead the pack? This is unfathomable.
“Spicer, did you know about this?”
He takes a step forward instead of backward. I want to jump at him. Why isn’t he reacting? Why was this the first place he thought to bring me and the first box he opened had it?
“Mira. No. Calm down. I know it looks bad but you need to trust me l
