Page 27 of Sasha's Wounded Wolf

“I hope you don’t mind. I invited Ivy to come with us. She was like another sister to Rowan,” Raina said, which was true. Ivy had always been another little sister.

“Of course,” Sasha offered.

“Oh, Sasha. We would have been there for you,” Ivy told my mate. “I’m so glad you finally came home.”

“How many babies did you bring?” Sasha asked, not replying to Ivy. I figured she wasn’t sure what to say.

“Bastion has Rowan, and Cyan has the carriers with his and Ivy’s twins, Liam and Lucas,” Raina said.

“They’re too little to leave for long, right now,” Ivy said.

“Don’t let her fool you. She just doesn’t want them out of her sight,” I heard her mate, Cyan, tattle.

“Damn right,” Ivy agreed.

“I understand,” Sasha said. “I was the same way with Raine. Still am.”

“God, I can’t believe Rowan has a son,” Ivy stated.

“Actually, there’s something else I want to share with you,” Sasha said, and I knew she was preparing them for my entrance.

“Don’t tell me Raine has a twin,” Raina said.

“No, he…” Sasha began then broke off as she heard my footsteps on the stairs. “He has a father.”

“Rowan!”

My sister shouted my name and flew at me, launching into my arms as she had so many times in the past. I caught her easily, hugged her tight and just held on as she sobbed into my chest. When I glanced over and saw Ivy crying, I pulled one arm free, waving her over with my fingers and pulling her in when she joined us. I heard the others move around us, the murmur of voices as Bastion and Cyan questioned Sasha and the others. Still, we clung together, all of us shedding tears.

“How? What? Where have you been? What the hell is going on?” my sister demanded. “How are you here? You died! They told me you died!”

“Shh,” I whispered. “Let’s sit down, kiddo. I’ll tell you everything.”

Ivy hugged me again then moved to her mate. Cyan scooped her up into his lap, and she tucked her head into his neck. I suspected she was still crying. Raina cupped my face, running her fingers over me.

“How are you not scarred?”

“He is,” Sasha told her. “His right arm, chest, and back.”

“Patrick and Josh protected me as much as they could,” I told Raina.

“Are they…”

She trailed off when I shook my head.

“They died before help could get to us.”

“I don’t understand,” she murmured again as I led her over to the couch where Bastion already sat with a gorgeous, baby girl in his arms. “Where have you been?”

“I was in a coma at first,” I told her. “The guys got me out of the truck and realized I was still alive.”

Her gaze jerked to Easton and Lincoln. “He’s why you left. Not just because you discovered the accident wasn’t an accident. But to protect him. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Don’t slap Easton again,” I ordered when Raina would have stood.

“You were there? In my house this morning?” She stared at me for a moment. “The hooded jacket. How did I miss you?”

“They did it to protect me. When I woke up, I ordered them to keep it quiet while we tried to find out what had happened. I searched for Sasha at the same time. Easton’s the one who talked me into finally coming here. Told me this was what I needed to do to find Sasha and the person responsible. He argued constantly that I should reach out to you.”

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