I narrowed my eyes. “What?”

Picking up a piece of my bouncy blonde hair, Jax gave it a sniff. “You may look like our sister and smell like her but there is a lot more to her than that and if you can’t fool our parents then you have no chance of fooling anyone else in the pack.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and jerked my head so my hair pulled out of his grasp. “Why do I need to fool your parents anyway? Don’t they know that Laurie is missing?”

Something flashed behind Jax’s eyes before his face went back to a neutral setting. “No. And they aren’t going to find out either.”

I arched my brow. “I feel like there’s something going on here that I don't know."

Jax grabbed me by the chin, holding my jaw tight in his grip. “You aren’t paid to know things. You’re paid to be our sister. So do your job and don’t ask questions.” He released me with a gruff growl.

I pressed my lips closed tight because he was right. I had no business poking into theirs. I was here to do a job and that’s what I would do. I’d get a break from the club and make a ton of money to boot. As long as I didn’t fuck it up first.

“Come on,” Jax spun on his heel and walked to the door. “Our parents are waiting and they hate it when anyone is late.”

I glared at him as I grabbed the little white purse that Duke had brought me as well. I didn’t have Laurie’s phone or wallet, only my own but I wasn’t about to leave them behind in case things go sideways.

Jax waited at the door for me and then proceeded to stalk behind me the entire way to the elevator. When we stepped into the elevator he pressed the garage button and stood as far away from me as he could.

What was his problem?

Unable to handle the silence, I turned to the grumpy wolf. “So tell me about your sister.”

Jax grunted. “Didn’t you get that from Duke’s head? Not that it probably had much in it.” His lips quirked up in a smirk.

I sucked my cheek into my mouth and let it go with a loud smack. “Yeah, well, that only works on a basic level. Since I have to actually BE your sister, it would be helpful to know more about her. What was she like?”

Arching a brow, Jax kept his eyes forward as he answered, “She’s mouthy. Never knows when to keep her mouth shut. And she doesn’t take shit from no one.” He shot me a look that I couldn’t decipher.

“Right, so a real ball buster. Got it.” I jerked my head in understanding.

“She’s a lady.” He continued, rolling his shoulders. “But curses like a sailor.”

“Oooh-kay.” I let that information roll over in my head. This was going to be a lot harder than when I had to pretend to be that Piper woman. I just had to walk around and pretend I was her, bob my head and smile when questioned. Far easier than trying to fool someone’s parents.

I didn’t know if I could do this…

Then the elevator opened and Duke and Cooper stood by the car waiting for me and my heart ratcheted up a few beats. Swallowing thickly, I forced on a smile the same way I did every night I did at the club when I didn’t feel like playing the part.

“Woah, you look even more like her now!” Duke stepped forward and beamed at me, our eyes almost meeting at his sister’s five eleven height.

“Thanks,” I smiled a real smile this time, ducking my head slightly.

“Don’t you think Coop?” Duke asked his brother over his shoulder before looking back at me.

Cooper took one long look over me and then snipped, “Good. Let’s go.”

Duke gave me a sympathetic smile and opened the door for me. I slid into the back of the Rolls Royce and buckled my seat belt. Duke climbed in next to me and took one look at my seat belt and smirked.

“Cute.”

“What?” I gave him a side eyed look. “Do shifters not buckle their seatbelts?”

Duke chuckled. “It’s a little bit redundant to buckle up when you’re a were. We heal too fast for it to matter.”

“Gotcha.” I bobbed my head. “But a reminder that just because I look, sound, and smell like your sister, doesn’t mean I have her were healing abilities. If I get thrown from the car, I’ll die.”

Jax locked eyes with me from the driver’s seat and I could just tell he was smiling at me and not a nice one.