as it rushed by, and waited. Kieran was never on time. Not that Keegan blamed him. The male was a spy after all.
The crunching of leaves under heavy footfalls made Keegan glance over his shoulder. Kieran leaned against a tree several feet away, his large arms folded over his chest. Keegan turned and sat on a boulder. “You look well.”
One of Kieran’s shoulders raised in a half-hearted shrug. “I manage.”
Kieran had once been the Marshal of Ashwood before Blaine came of age to claim the title and the Pack had almost been completely destroyed by the rogues. By all rights, Kieran should be serving on the Council of the Elders, but that too was gone. Very few elders existed, and those who had survived lived in hiding. Many were hidden away by their Packs because they were the Pack’s only link to the past and the history that was passed down from generation to generation.
So Kieran had mentored Blaine into his role of Marshal and then taken a seat as a senior enforcer until the day he left and the Pack believed he had gone rogue. Keegan didn’t do anything to discredit the rumor. No, he let the rumor circulate and reach their enemy’s ears. Besides, it made it easier for Kieran to find a place inside the Onyx den.
Keegan narrowed his eyes and demanded, “Show me the proof.”
Kieran casually reached inside his jacket pocket, pulled out something, and tossed it over to Keegan. He caught it in midair. When he opened his palm, his heart stopped. “Where the fuck did you get this?”
Fury built up inside him as he stared down at the rose-shaped locket he’d given Cate on their first date. She had said she lost it while on a run. She’d cried for hours over the damn thing.
This had to be some kind of a sick joke, Onyx’s attempt of hurting him from the grave.
“From Ana.”
Keegan snapped his head up and met the other male’s gaze. “Who?”
Kieran nodded to the locket. “Open it.”
Keegan opened the locket. At first his brain refused to recognize what he was seeing. After a few moments he saw the woman who looked too much like Cate to be anyone but her daughter. “Her name is Ana?”
“Zorana, but she likes to be called Ana.”
Zorana. That was the name Cate had picked out, saying it was exotic and beautiful, just like their little girl would be.
Keegan didn’t miss the subtle note of compassion in Kieran’s tone. Keegan studied the male before saying, “She’s your mate.”
Kieran took a deep breath and unfolded his arms. “I haven’t claimed her. I can’t. Felix has raised her as his daughter and forbids anyone from mating her or touching her.” A tic formed in Kieran’s temples as if the idea pissed him off as much as it did Keegan. “Felix would kill her and drop her off at your doorstep, if he knew you even suspected she was alive.”
Keegan rolled his fingers around the locket and stood to pace. “Why are you telling me now?”
Kieran ran a hand through his dark hair. “Because I need to get her out of the den. I think Felix has caught on to the fact that I’m a spy, or at least he’s starting to believe I might be. His new Marshal is a nosy son of a bitch and has a big mouth. I’m not sure how much either of them knows. There is also a small group in the Pack that plans to break away and join a small shifter rebel group.”
Rebels? Fuck. What’s next ?
Keegan started to pace again. “Okay, we need a plan. You have to stay in and rebut the rumors. Do what you must to keep Felix from finding out the truth for a little while longer.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m not sure.” Keegan turned away to head back to the cave but stopped and looked over his shoulder. “Tell Felix that Ashwood Falls has a new leopard Alpha.”
Kieran lips twitched. “You’re hoping he goes after you directly now?”
Keegan didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. Kieran knew him too well, and he also knew the laws. Alphas couldn’t directly attack one another.
Even though the