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"Yes, there is." He watched me carefully for a reaction to his answer.

The thought that there might be more than one rogue terrified me, but I kept my outward calm facade firmly in place as I finished my coffee. I glanced down at my watch and realized I didn't have a lot of time before I had to leave for school.

"I'm going upstairs to get ready for school," I announced as I put my empty mug in the sink.

"You're not leaving the house; it's not safe," Cade informed me sternly. Gary looked more concerned as he shot me a look, which told me to play nice but he knew me better than that.

I didn't like being told what I could and couldn't do no matter what was at stake. I was stubborn to a fault.

"Why not?" I asked. "The school is filled with werewolves, so how can I not be safe there?"

This whole ‘being in danger’ thing really sucked.

"You're safer here, or do you want to chance another encounter with the rogue?" Cade asked, already knowing what my answer would be. Last night had scared me, although I wouldn't openly admit it to anyone. I hid my fear deep under my facade of confidence.

"I can't just skip school until you catch the rogue," I argued. "Like you said, it could take a while."

"At least give us today to try and strategize and put a plan into action," he said, surprising me. I'd expected him to tell me that I wouldn't leave the property until the rogue had been dealt with.

I was learning I needed to pick my battles. I gave him a brief nod, agreeing to stay put for the day.

"Tomorrow I'm going to school," I stated. There would be no negotiating.

"Fine," Cade agreed tightly. He didn't like being dictated to; well, that made two of us.

"Nice to see the two of you are getting along this morning," Blake remarked, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

"I wouldn't say we were quite getting along," I muttered. I think the correct thing would be to say we'd negotiated some sort of truce for the moment.

Spending the day at Cade's house was boring. I'd gone back upstairs to shower and change. Then I'd lain down on the bed for a little while. I was so bored, even flipping through the channels of the TV didn't hold my attention for long.

My stomach rumbled and I let out a sigh.

As much as I wanted to hide out in the room to avoid any run-ins with Cade, I needed to eat. The kitchen was empty when I walked in. I let out the nervous breath I'd held, hoping I wouldn't run into Cade. Cade had instructed Gary and me to help ourselves to whatever we wanted in the kitchen.

I began to look through the cupboards. I had a craving for some sugar-coated cereal, which was strange because it wasn't something I normally ate. I found a couple boxes of cereal on the top shelf of the one cupboard and I tried to reach it on my tiptoes.

"No way!" I heard Blake exclaim.

Confused, I looked over to him, his eyes were fixed on my hip —my hip that had my birthmark. Mentally, I swore as I quickly pulled my shirt back down but it was too late. He'd seen it.

"What?" I asked, breathless, like I'd been caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

"This is going to be good," he murmured to himself with a grin on his face.

"What do you mean?" I pretended I didn't know what he was talking about as I clutched my shirt over my birthmark.

"You're Cade's mate," he revealed to me, shaking his head like he was truly amused by the information.

"Cade's my mate?" I asked, trying to feign surprise but he saw right through it. His eyes narrowed for a moment and he cocked his head to the side.

"You don't seem that surprised by that information," he observed.

I contemplated whether it mattered if I knew before and decided it didn't.

"Yeah, I know," I muttered as I shrugged my shoulders.

"How'd you find out?" he asked, watching me with curiosity.