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helped Grams clean up and then made coffee for the men, she carried it throu gh to Mike’s office. Mike was speaking on the phone, whilst Scott and Paul spoke quietly between themselves.
    Mike thanked her with a breath-taking grin and a wink, continuing with his conversation. Emma’s heart rate tripled at that grin and she staggered back into the kitchen. Mary had disappeared, so Emma grabbed her coffee and decided to head upstairs to read for a while. When she passed Mike’s office he called out to her. Scott and Paul had disappeared.
    “Em, come in here please.”
    “Do you need something before I head upstairs?” she asked.
    “I’m good thanks. I just wanted to tell you I spoke to Tony, your old boss, and he told me Craig is full were. So yes, he does know about everything. I hope it helps to know you can talk to him,” Mike told her.
    “Thanks, it does. Even though a part of me wants to be mad at him for not telling me, I understand why he couldn’t. I will ring him tomorrow,” Emma said.
    “I also wanted to ask you about the man you saw down at the lake, you said you had seen him before in London.
    Do you have any idea who he is?” Mike asked
    “I don’t know him, he has never spoken to me, just watches me sometimes. I never feel scared, I always feel safe when he is around. Today, when I first saw him I started to panic and this wave of security seemed to wrap around me, which has never happened before,” Emma replied.
    Mike sat back in his chair watching Emma, he seemed to be thinking something through before he spoke. Emma started to squirm under his scrutiny.
    “Em, I have reason to suspect you maybe a half-were, as in, you won’t shift, but you will have the longevity we have. I believe your father is a were. It couldn’t have been your mother if she died giving birth to you. If your father is alive, I believe he is an alpha, because we can sense when someone is born into the pack, and pick up on strong emotions sometimes, even if they don’t live within the pack. Have you a way of accessing money when you needed it? Like when you went to college or moved into your flat?” Mike said.
    “Err, yes, when I turned sixteen and the children’s home I was living in said I had to move out, this man came to see me from Scot Were and Co. solicitors. He told me my mother left me a trust fund and if I needed anything I just had to go in to their offices, explain why I needed it and they would release the needed funds. I always thought it was odd that I wasn’t to be in control of it myself when I reached twenty-one, but it didn’t bother me.
    I’ve only drawn on it three times. When I was getting my flat and furnishing it, to pay for college and when I passed my driving test and I requested money for a car, they sorted everything. Two days later my Mini was delivered with the insurance paid for the year, taxed for the year and a service plan, the only thing I pay for is petrol,” Emma told him.
    Mike pulled open a drawer and removed a business card and handed it to Emma, on it, printed in fancy writing was, Scot Were and Co. Emma looked up at Mike in confusion.
    “Why do you have this card, they are based in London?” she asked.
    “They are my solicitors too. They only represent alphas, and I don’t believe there is a trust fund. I think your father has been sending the money to you when you request it. What I don’t understand is why he didn’t bring you into his pack. There is a way to find out who your father is Emma, if you want to know. But I suspect he is the man you see every now and again, watching you.”
    “Why him?” Emma asked.
    “There are certain feelings weres get around different people, family brings a feeling of safety, mates bring a feeling or a sense of home,” Mike said.
    Emma sat there speechless, confusion coursed through her. She felt like she was home when she was near Mike, c ould she be his mate? No, that was crazy! She jumped to her feet and started pacing the