Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Giving Zander and the others a quick wave, Marlon jumped into his car—no doubt intending to collect Yvonne—just as Gwen reached the door, huffing.
Zander threaded his fingers through hers. “Gwen, this is Ally’s foster brother.”
Gwen blinked and then gasped. “Shit, Cain, I forgot you were coming. Hey, I didn’t know you were related to one of Zander’s pack mates.”
Zander tensed. She knew Cain? And she knew him well enough to be on a first-name basis with him? It had taken constant pushing on Zander’s part to make Gwen use his first name. He noticed that the others looked just as surprised and intrigued.
Cain crossed to her, frowning as Zander moved protectively closer. “Jesus, Zander, I’m not going to hurt her. Gwen, what’s going on?”
Derren’s gaze slid from Gwen to Cain. “So, you two know each other? How?”
Cain shrugged. “I stay here sometimes.”
Ally snorted. “You really think I don’t know when you’re lying? Come on, Cain, tell us. You know you can trust us. You know you can trust me.” She sounded hurt that he’d hesitate to tell her.
Cain’s lips clamped together as he looked from Gwen to the wolves, seeming torn over whether to answer honestly. Gwen held up her hands, gesturing that she’d leave the decision up to him. She would rather keep the matter quiet, but she had the feeling that Ally would keep hounding her foster brother until he told her something.
Done with waiting for the wolf to make up his damn mind, Zander growled, “How do you know Gwen? And why are you here?”
Cain sighed. “We need to talk somewhere we won’t be overheard.”
“My room,” Zander proposed. If they were in the living area and Donnie entered the house, he’d likely hear them talking. But if they were upstairs, they were more likely to have complete privacy.
Zander kept possession of Gwen’s hand as they all headed up the stairs. He didn’t speak again until they were inside his room and he’d closed the door behind them. “Now, answer my questions, Cain.”
The male gave him a pointed look. “This can’t go any farther than this room.”
“You can’t expect us to keep secrets from our Alphas,” said Derren.
Cain raised a brow at him. “Oh, so you’ve told them absolutely everything about you?”
Derren shrugged one shoulder, mouth twitching. He and Cain had known each other a long time. If Cain hadn’t asked Derren to play Ally’s bodyguard for a short while, the mated couple might never have met. Even though Cain liked and respected Derren, he also had a big problem with any guy being with Ally, so he had little patience for Derren these days.
“If any of you don’t feel comfortable keeping quiet, leave the room,” said Cain. When no one made a move to leave, Cain rolled back his shoulders. “Gwen’s an informant for The Movement. Has been for the past six years.”
A shocked silence hit the room. Cain was part of The Movement, and he even pretended to be one of the key players so that the true masterminds could act without being closely monitored by human law enforcement and the extremists themselves.
“An informant?” Derren slowly echoed, and Cain gave a curt nod.
It quickly clicked into place for Zander. Gwen didn’t know anyone involved with the extremists . . . but her half sister did—the same half sister whom she was in regular contact with. Zander hadn’t understood why the hell Gwen would have any contact whatsoever with someone like Geena Cogman, but if Geena was feeding her information about the extremists . . . yeah, that made sense.
Zander swallowed, touched that Gwen would go to such measures to help his kind. On the other hand, he was pissed because it put her in a whole lot of danger. If they hadn’t been in a room full of people and Cain hadn’t had a lot more talking to do, Zander would have pulled her to him and kissed the breath out of her.
Derren looked at Gwen. “Huh. Didn’t see that coming.”
Zander gave him a look that said, I told you that you’d gotten her all wrong. The Beta inclined his head.
Cain turned to Gwen. “Now, explain why you have Mercury wolves guarding you.”
“Well, it all started with a bunch of delinquent assholes.” Gwen told him everything, starting with the assault she witnessed and ending with the goshawk attack.
Cain scraped his hand over his jaw. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again—you’ve got some balls, Miller. Not a lot of people would be so determined to see this through to the end.”
“How many people know you’re an informant?” Ally asked her.
“In my life? One,” replied Gwen.
Ally lifted a brow. “Marlon?”
Gwen shook her head. “No. No one here knows, and it needs to stay that way. If they knew, they’d be in danger.” And likely try to talk her out of helping the group.