#Chapter 135 Dead Or Alive

Justin’s POV

She finally fell asleep, which I thought would never happen. Her day was chaotic and long, most of it she spent waking up out of the dreary super poison that overwhelmed her system.

She is peaceful in her dreams, though still whimpering and ached from her bruising. She mumbled my name once or twice before I joined her in the hammock.

Holding her, I could feel her settle. She loved me, that was proof in her calming touch, but it didn’t change that weird explanation she gave me about what he told her. My father can’t be alive, that’s impossible.

I heard the broadcast, the news of his death—I didn’t have to be there to see it, I saw the aftermath and his pack claimed to know it happened for sure.

So why is the Huntsman trying to throw us off track now? Why is lying?

“I guess my secret can’t always be kept.”

I practically jumped from the hammock, throwing myself onto the sand while my Lycan bit back his fury. It wouldn’t last long, but it had better last enough for an explana