Page 191 of Dream Mates
“And save the identical twins for Spencer? Because that’s what the world needs,” the professor joked.
“Why do you hate Spencer?” I leaned my head back down on his shoulder, wanting to hear if his explanation was different from what Creed told me.
“It’s not that we hate Spencer. Adriana and Pip disagree with his politics. His previous company was very… vocal on the way some things are done,” Nate said.
My head popped up. “You mean that your mates are against developing a pharmaceutical to keep illegal designations from being executed? From where I stand in this moment, I don’t see an issue.”
“Like I said before, it’s a polarizing topic, and they’re just not sure for-profit companies should be involved.”
“But Compass BioTek has no such stance, and that other company was long ago.” I frowned. “I researched them before taking the job. They’re helping people–and Spencer keeps it private so that he can have scruples. If it was public, sure they’d make more money, but it would be at the cost of the people.”
Nate nodded. “It’s–”
“Snobbery.” Harry rolled his eyes. “Personally, I would much rather have one of their quicktests or easyscans. I guess you work for Compass BioTek?”
“I do. So do my mates Wes and Spencer.”
“SpencerownsCompass BioTek, and I suspect that’s who Adriana punched. Which is not a good thing.” The professor sighed.
“Well, that could make the holidays interesting,” Harry replied.
I froze.
“I don’t think we’re there yet,” Nate said quietly. “And we might not ever be.”
“I can’t believe they brought in the children,” I sniffed. “I’m so sorry. Also, who called in the tip? Because even if my mates ran the genscan, they wouldn’t do that–and well, Thora’s record is locked.” I rubbed my head. “This makes my brain hurt.”
Nate’s scent turned bitter. “Someone called in a tip?”
“That’s what I was told.” I sniffed.
The nurse came back in. “Grace, the court order came through and the record has been unlocked. Identical twin records are sometimes hard to get sorted, but we’ve got it untangled. Yourbirth mother was Thora Silvers. She was executed for being a sigma, as was one of her brothers and her father. Her identical twin, Rosalind, is wanted, not just for being a known sigma, but for a federal heist. You were raised by her? Someone will want to speak to you.”
Thora Silvers was my mother? Shit. She was actually my mother. Nate was my dad. This was my world. Somehow.
How? How did this happen?
“As far as I know she’s dead. Can I have my alpha now?” I tried to force back the tornado of emotions inside me.
“Neither of you are carriers, so you may go. Your mates have your phones and are waiting in the lobby.” She turned to Nate. “Given your other children don’t share Grace’s mother, they’ll be released as well.” The nurse looked at Lark. “Thank you, I think you’re done here.”
It took a moment, and I exhaled sharply. “Not a carrier, that’s one good thing about today.”
I mean, I guess finding out that I was from this world and who my biological parents were could be a good thing? Or not.
Yeah, I needed that therapist.
“Thora was executed for being a sigma. I… I never knew that,” Nate said softly. “They just said she died. I… I was such an idiot back then.”
“Don’t beat yourself up too much.” Harry squeezed his shoulder.
“Yeah, please don’t,” I said quietly, still trying to keep my emotions in check, instead wrapping myself in love from my bonds. “Here, do you want the blankets back?” I asked Lark.
“You can keep them,” Lark said, zipping up her duffle bag. She handed Nate a bunch of candy bars. “For the children. It was nice meeting both of you. Keep communication open between you and I’d suggest some family therapy.”
“I don’t need two blankets.” I scooted off the table. “Would one of the little ones like it?”
“Probably,” Harry said, taking the offered pink blanket. “Not that we need more. Their room looks like a home for wayward blankets.”
