Kristine POV
We had an amazing afternoon. We were both marked, I could now communicate with Zack. We joined my parents for an early supper. My parents smiled when they saw that we had each marked one another, “I see we were right,” my father commented as my mother put her hand on his.
“You were lucky,” I commented, not prepared to forgive them just yet. There was still a lot to address. Primarily, we needed to find the man who said he was my brother. “Any word from your investigators?” I asked my father, knowing he had his people trying to find his ex-mate.
“Nothing,” he replied, taking a sip of his wine. “Whether he is my son or not, it changes nothing. My Pack will be offered to you and Zack,” my father said, shocking both Zack and me. “That is not necessary, Seth,” Zack rep
