Page 20 of Confusing Hearts

“I don’t like Tuesday and Thursday either, or most of the weekend. My sisters have even noticed I get very moody on those days,” I confessed.

I looked up at him shyly to gauge his reaction. I should have known my confession would make him happy.

“So, I can see you more often? I mean we wouldn’t want your sisters suspecting anything, so we should definitely not let you get moody like that.”

He grinned, his adorable dimple-filled smile that brightened my day each time I saw it. Those dimples took away every fear, every pain, every concern I had. Weapons like those should hardly be legal. I had the incredible urge to swirl my tongue inside each of them, but I kept it in check, or so I thought.

“What?” I asked him, knowing he was trying to mask something from me.

“Um, Jenna, how well do cats smell?”

It seemed like a random question to me, but I answered honestly. “We have really sensitive noses, but I don’t think we have like super smelling powers or anything. Why, do you?”

“Um, yup. Wolves have a very heightened sense of smell.”

“Why?” I asked, suddenly panicking. “Do I smell bad?”

His grin turned smoldering as he leaned in and whispered in my ear, tickling the sensitive spot there. “You smell delicious, and quite aroused. It’s driving me crazy.” He pressed himself against me and I felt exactly how crazy I was driving him. He kissed down my neck and across my collarbone as I struggled to breathe normally.

Pulling back, he was still smiling, and then he wasn’t. A low growl rumbled in his chest and he pulled me behind him.

“Relax, pup, it’s just us,” a strange voice said from the dark.

Using my panther vision, everything cleared and I saw two tall men walking towards us. I was certain I had never seen them before and my heart started thumping in my chest.

Chase relaxed immediately, but I couldn’t. My body was strung tightly with emotions and panicked from the two strangers.

“A few of her sisters are looking for her. Best to return now. Tessa, is it?” the redhead spoke, surprising me with an Irish accent.

“It’s Jenna, actually,” Chase said. “I was wrong. I’ll apologize for the rest of my life for it. Tessa is her twin sister. Identical twin. So, I’m not going crazy after all.”

I watched the two men closely even with Chase still shielding me.

“Dude, you screwed up her name?” the blonde razzed him.

“Sure, laugh it up. If Maddie had an identical twin sister what would you have done?” Chase questioned.

Both men laughed. “We wouldn’t have been as fecking daft as you,” the Irish one said.

Chase just shook his head. “I was there when both of you mated. Remember? Laugh it up all you want. I still haven’t screwed up as bad as either of you.”

My eyes widened and my heart raced. “You told them?” I demanded.

Chase cringed. “Jenna, meet Liam and Patrick. My brothers. Not like my frat brothers; these are my actual brothers. Remember I told you they were coming in for the weekend? Okay, so Patrick is technically my sister’s mate, but we claim him just the same.”

Patrick smiled affectionately. “You’re either a Westin or you’re not. Keeps things pretty simple.”

“How many others know?” I asked, horrified. I couldn’t afford for it to get back to my family. I could never be this open with my own family. I was surprised how much that thought pained me, but it was the truth.

“I only told Liam,” Chase said. “I swear, but he told Patrick, which means Elise already knows, and if E knows then Lily knows, and if Lily knows the whole damn pack probably knows by now.”

The world was starting to spin around me. His whole pack already knew about me?

“Do they know what I am?” I whispered into Chase’s ear.

“Yup, we do, and you should probably know, we have heightened hearing, even in our skin. Chase has a device in his room that dampers everything if you need to talk without fear of others hearing. Use it,” Liam advised.

“Best device ever invented,” Patrick added.

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