Page 67 of Fated Despite the Moon

"So how does that work? Logan is Alpha in waiting, but you're Alpha in waiting too right?"

"Yeah. In the event that Logan decides not to take over."

"But he doesn't live in Wolf River, you do."

"He'd move back."

Her eyebrows scrunched together, and she swirled a fry in her bowl of ketchup. "So, he's the business end of the pack, and you're the next in line, so what does that make you? What do you do for the pack?"

Caleb’s gut clenched. Memories of what he’d done with his father and Griffin, floated back to him. He couldn’t bring himself to tell her what they had done—not yet—but she was to be his bride. She would find out the truth soon enough.

"I... uh... I'm the enforcer."

Her eyebrows smashed together. "The enforcer?"

He picked at a fry. "If there's a problem that needs to be taken care of, I make sure it is."

"You mean like if someone steals someone else's truck?"

Nervousness skittered over his skin. "Among other things."

She smiled. "Okay. Say I... stole a chicken. What would you do?"

"I'd tell you to give it back."

"But what if I didn't want to give it back?"

"I'd make you give it back."

She gave him a wry smile. "You'd make me, huh?"

He stared at her hard. "Yup."

"So, what's the worst thing you've done as an enforcer?"

A vision of the bloodied and crying Lenny popped into his mind.Chasing him through the trees. The feel of his bones as they broke beneath his teeth. The sound of his screams.

"Caleb?" Her eyes rounded with worry.

"Are you done? We should check on Dakota and Griff."

She nodded, but questions loomed all over her face. "Sure."

Caleb pulled a twenty out of his wallet and tossed it on the table.

She deserved to know. To know the kind of man he was. The things he'd done. Who he really was. He needed to tell her.

They pulledup to Griffin's house to find everyone on the lawn down on their knees praying. Fear gripped Caleb.

"Something's wrong." He barely got the truck in park before jumping out and running to the door.

"Griff? Griff?" he called.

Mary and Jeremiah rushed up to him, tears in their eyes. Mary hugged Caleb tight, and his whole body quaked.

"What is it? What's happened?"

Without speaking his mom took his hand and led him down the small hallway to Griffin's bedroom. Dakota lay on the bed, exhausted. Her face blotchy from crying. Griffin stood facing her, his back to the door.

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