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Chapter Thirteen

She glanced back at Hank. “Tell them what we are.”

“Oh, this is Aspen Creek,” Hank answered her. “Everyone knows about werewolves. If you haven’t married one, you were fathered by one or one of your parents was. This is the Marrok’s territory, and we’re one big, happy

family.” Was there sarcasm in his voice? She didn’t know him well enough to tell for certain.

The air blowing in her face had warmed up, finally. Between that and Toby, she was starting to feel less like an ice cube.

“I thought that werewolves have no family, only pack,” she ventured.

Brian glanced at her before looking back to the road. “You and Toby need to have a long talk. How long have you been a werewolf?”

“Three years.”

He frowned. “Do you have a family?”

“My father and brother. I haven’t seen them since…” She shrugged. “Leo told me I had to break all ties to them or else he’d assume they were a risk to the pack.” And kill them. Brian frowned. “Outside of Aspen Creek, wolves can’t tell anyone except their spouses
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