me, Liv, I'm no good with secrets.”
“You're a pansy who doesn't like to get beat up by Dad when you know something you’re not supposed to.”
“Same thing.”
“Fine, just give me two days. I'll come home.”
“You know we all miss her, right?”
He was talking about Bianca again. She could hardly take it. “I know.”
“No, you say you know but you don't. We all miss her, and we all blame ourselves for that night. I know it's harder on you than the rest of us but you have to know that you're not going through this alone. You have to stop acting like you are.”
“I said I'm coming home, okay? I don't need you to throw me some guilty shade right now.”
“Fine, I'll see you in a couple days.”
“Fine,” she said before hanging up the phone.
She took a deep breath and left the sitting room, shuffling down the old carpet of the hallway. She was going to have to wake up Sam. She was going to have to tell him the truth about who she really was. But first she needed to decide if she could trust him or not.
Chapter Twelve
Sam
Sam's hand clutched his cellphone on the bedside table as it continued to ring. How had his pants gotten over there?
“Hello?” he mumbled into the phone. But in just a minute, he was sitting straight up at full attention as Ty's voice met him at the other end of the line.
“Sam? I need a favor.”
“Sure, what's up?” Sam asked groggily as he wiped the sleep out of his eyes.
“That girl, Olivia. You need to bring her to the den. I need to talk with her, Itan business. Bring her here as soon as possible.”
Sam immediately felt his bear's reaction; the Alpha had given him a direct order. Even though he didn't want to take Olivia to the den, he didn't have another choice. But he could still question why.
“Ty, what's going on? I know you said you knew that Olivia was a shifter, but do you really need to meet her?”
“Do you know what Olivia's last name is, Sam?”
Sam shook his head. Damn, he was now the type of guy who slept with a girl without even knowing her last name. That would be his first question for her whenever she came back into the bedroom. Where was she anyway? “No.”
“It's Bradwick. Like the Bradwick royal family. She is shifter royalty, Sam. And she shows up in my town along with you, who is next in line for the Louisiana territory. Do you really think I don't know what's going on here?”
Sam was dumbfounded. Olivia was a Bradwick girl? Every major shifter family in the country knew about the Bradwicks. Their home base was one of the largest shifter populated towns in the United States. They had connections all the way through North America. What was she doing in Grayslake, after all? Just trying to get away after her sister's death didn't make sense anymore.
“A Bradwick? Ty, if you think I knew that, you're crazy. I had nothing to do with her coming here. It was a freak accident, I promise.”
He heard Ty sigh on the other end of the line. “I want to believe you, Sam, but I need to see for myself. Bring the girl here, immediately.” Sam wanted to protest even more but then he realized that Ty had already hung up the phone.
Shit. This wasn't going to be easy.
Just then Olivia walked back into the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. Clearly she didn't realize that Sam was awake.
“We need to talk.”
She took a deep breath and nodded at him. “Yeah, we do. My brother just called me. There's some issues at home. I have to go, and soon.”
She crossed the bedroom and sat down on the bed next to him. She was still wrapped in that delicious little robe that she wore, and it took every ounce of him not to allow his fingers to creep up under the silky fabric, but he had to focus. He had a job to do.
“You need to go home to the Bradwicks? You kinda failed to mention that you are shifter royalty.”
“So what if I am? What does that have to do with anything?”
“Because that's why you think everyone blames you about
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