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You’re betraying her, though. She’s just starting to trust you.

It’sbetterfor her if I do this. I know it is. And the fact that I’m lying to her…

I’m trying to get the best outcome for us both. That’s what’s most important here.

“Whatever,” I tell him. “I’ll hang around her.”

“Sorry,” Lonnie says. “I know it’s an obnoxious job.”

Being friendly now that he knows he’s getting his way. I don’t acknowledge it. There’s nothing obnoxious about hanging out with Alicia, but it does me no good to have Lonnie know that’s how I feel about it.

“You’re a good ally to have,” Lonnie tells me. “I think I’ll keep you in place as my second when I become alpha.”

Just what I always wanted. To be second in command to a fucking douchebag.

14

ALICIA

“Alicia,canItalkto you?”

I look up from the book I’ve been reading. Kayla’s standing in the door to my room, and the expression on her face immediately clues me in to the fact that this is going to be a serious talk. My always carefree, fun-loving sister looks like she’s just been given terrible news.

Obviously, I’m alarmed. “What’s wrong?” I demand. “Is it Dad? Is he okay?”

“No, no,” she says quickly. “Dad’s fine. Everything’s fine. It’s just…well, I had a question about…about Emmy.”

“Is she okay?” My heart races. I’ve been expecting Emmy’s first shift any day now. If it happened last night while I was out getting laid, I’m going to feel like a shit mother.

I get to my feet and go over to the playpen, crouching down beside it to examine her.

Emmy stares back at me. “Hi, Mama.”

“Hey, baby.” I do my best to keep my voice even, but I don’t think I’m that successful. I pick her up and carry her back over to the bed. I always feel better when I have her close.

“Please calm down, Alicia,” Kayla says. “Nothing’s wrong. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“Everything’s okay?”

“Everything’s just fine. Seriously. I was just wondering if…” She takes a deep breath.

“Spit it out,” I say anxiously.

“You said her father was your ex-boyfriend, right?”

My anxiety ratchets up. “Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well…are you sure about that?”

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I be sure who my baby’s father is?”

“I’m not… I’m not criticizing you,” she says quickly. “I was just thinking. She’s two years old?”

“Yeah.”

“So that means… she was conceived around the time you were last here.”

My heart beats faster. She’s putting the pieces together. “Around then. I met Chad right after that.”

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