Page 135 of Alpha's Impostor Bride

I wait outside, sitting in one of the lawn chairs. When Maya arrives, she sits down across from me, handing me a cold one. “What’s up?”

I give her a long look. “Is it just me or do you look happy?”

“Happy?” She ponders the idea. “Relaxed, maybe. I’ve been really worried about my mother, Leanna. But a female shifter who lives in the cottage next to ours has an amputated leg. She and my mother play card games all day. They cook together. I think Mom has found a friend. And she recognizes me.” Maya sighs, sinking deeper into the chair, and I see the sheen of wetness in her eyes. “I’m happy that she’s content and safe.”

“I’m glad.”

She focuses on me. “What about you? You went from hating Cedric’s guts to being glued to his side, and the two of you are making kissy faces at each other.”

“Nobody’s making kissy faces at anybody.” I scowl at her. “We worked things out. I guess having some self-esteem helped me see the picture more clearly. There was a lack of communication between us. We got our second chance, and we both seized it.”

“So, now what?” Maya takes a sip of beer, but I can see how cautious her eyes are.

“I’m going to go back with him, Maya,” I tell her gently.

“Ah.” She makes a sad sound. “Of course you are. And I’m going to lose my best friend.”

“Not really.” I nudge her with my foot. “You are one of Erik’s people now. You can visit me across the Veil. And I will come see you when I can. When you get vacation days, come to the North. I’m going to be making some changes, and I want you to see them.”

Her eyes warm, and she lifts her beer in my direction. “Look at the two of us. Our lives are changing.”

“There’s something I want to ask you,” I murmur. “During the autopsy, did you see any injection sites between Harold’s fingers?”

Maya goes still. “Yeah, I did. Why do you ask?”

I take my time to answer. “Cedric believes that the manner in which his parents were killed was similar to how Harold died. At least, there seem to be some similarities. I wanted to confirm this one, which you just did.”

My friend sits up an alarm. “If that’s the case, then this goes back a long time, doesn’t it?”

I nod. “Twenty years. The Eastern rebels kidnapped and murdered his parents. If they’re linked to this—”

“The Eastern rebels?” Maya blinks.

“It’s a long, complicated story. Don’t tell anybody about what I said. I need to talk to Cedric and Erik first. Also, is everybody buying that you’re a human assistant that Jerry has brought in?”

“I think so.” Maya grins. “His nephew came by. Jerry must have told him that I’m working for him. I think I’m a little sweet on him. He’s kinda nerdy.”

“You mean Cassian?” I smile. “He’s really nice—and very smart.”

“He sounds it. I’ve got a weakness for know-it-alls. He brought me some fruit as a welcome gift. And then the next day, he brought that for my mother.” She points at a small potted plant sitting next to her front door. “There was one for inside, as well.”

I chuckle. “Sounds like he likes you a lot. How is Jerry reacting to this?”

“I don’t think he’s super psyched that his shifter nephew is chasing a human, but he also wants to stay on my good side, so he’s pretending he doesn’t know what’s going on.” Maya looks amused. “I know nothing’s going to come of it. Two different species and all. But he is cute. I might give it a shot for a while.”

“Just don’t go and break his heart. He seems like he’s very sensitive.”

We laugh lightly, and the conversation shifts to other topics. As I’m leaving, I ask, “How is Harold’s blood work coming?”

My friend’s expression grows somber. “It’ll be ready in a few days. I couldn’t send the bloodwork to a human lab, so I had some equipment ordered. It’s going to take time, but I do have some tests running as we speak. My guess is that he was given something like a tranquilizer, but not exactly. I’ll be able to give you a better answer soon.” As she says that, she notices something over my shoulder and grins. “I think your mate’s looking for you.”

I follow her gaze and see Cedric standing at a distance, waiting for me.

“Is it me or is he really clingy?”

I smack Maya in the arm. “Shut up and focus on your own love life. If you’re not careful, Jerry might throw some money at you to leave his nephew alone. Just like in those soaps you like to watch.”

Maya’s smile widens. “I hope he’s generous. I have a price. And I don’t come cheap.”

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