Page 7 of Tangled Fates

“Who do I need to go after, Raven? Just give me a name,” Levi said.

I shook my head as I finally breached the entryway of the bedroom. “Not now. Let’s get her some coffee first.”

Watching him curl up next to Raven with his hand still stroking her hair stoked a fire within my gut that grew hard to dampen. But when she curled deeper into him, seeking out his warmth instead of mine, I swallowed down the growl creeping up the back of my throat. I wanted answers. I wanted to know who the hell had made her cry, so I knew what neck to fucking break. But more than that, I wanted to comfort her. I wanted to show her that I could be there as much as anyone else.

And yet, it seemed as if she couldn’t be pried away from Levi, of all shifters.

“I’m gonna go get some snacks for us to munch on as well. You need food,” Levi said as he stood.

Raven reached for his hand, causing me to wince. “Please, don’t go.”

Levi stared me down. “Hudson? Wanna help me with this?”

Like I was a damn side to the main course. “Yeah, I got this. You go help Dean.”

“Thanks,” he said as he passed by me and patted my back.

Everyone traipsed down the hallway, leaving me alone in a room that looked as if it had become a prisoner to time itself. I studied the shoeboxes on the bed at Raven’s feet before my gaze wandered over to the open closet, and the clothes that had been rifled through gave me pause.

She’s finally going through her father’s things.

So, maybe Elias hadn’t set her off at all. Maybe going through her father’s things had brought up a grieving process she kept ignoring. I noticed that an envelope had been ripped up and scattered all over the comforter, and as I picked up the pieces my frustration at not knowing anything began to subside. The letter had her name on it, along with an address based in L.A.

I could only assume it was hers, but when I saw that the return address was the house I stood in, I put two and two together.

“An unsent letter will usually do it,” I murmured.

You know, along with a murdered father, if Elias even got that far with things.

“You knew?!”

Raven’s shrieking voice yanked me back to reality and I whipped toward her as she bolted upright in bed. The anger in her gaze had quickly returned, and I’d never heard Dean and Levi move as quickly as they did. The smell of coffee filtered up the stairs as they charged back into the room, staring at the two of us as Raven leapt to her feet.

And as she shoved her hands against my chest, my brow furrowed tightly.

“You knew about my father being murdered, and you never told me?!” Raven shouted at me.

Levi quickly interjected himself. “Look, we’re sorry that we didn’t tell you everything. We were just?—”

Raven turned her righteous anger toward him. “You were just what, Levi? Fucking cowards?”

“I think I’ll go check on that coffee,” Dean said as he thumbed over his shoulder.

Raven scoffed as she pointed at him. “Did you know, too?”

He paused before he spoke. “I knew it was most likely murder, but nothing has been confirm?—”

She charged him and pinned him to the wall with the force of her body. “You knew about my father and chose not to tell me? I give you my body and my trust, and this is how you repay me?!”

I sighed. “You have every right to be upset with us, but what you also need to understand is that we’re no more knowledgeable about what happened to Colin than you are.”

Levi narrowed his eyes. “What did Elias tell you, exactly?”

She ignored him and whipped back toward me. “So, you kept me from knowing that my parents weren’t fated mates. You kept me from knowing that my mother ripped me away from this place and took me to L.A. because she knew my father would never be able to find me there? And now, you’re telling me that you knew my father was murdered and you didn’t say shit about it?!”

I blinked. “That… isn’t what I thought we were talking about.”

Raven gawked. “Oh, so there’s more? There are more secrets about my life that this entire pack thinks I shouldn’t be privy to?”

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