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told her what we are telling you. No."
    "Uncle, be reasonable."
    "No Lucas, you be reasonable. You and Ben are the first of the Fae to choose to become Roses. We didn’t support your decision then because we know what the Roses are, they meddle."
    Ben slaps the table. "Our kind has been killing and raping and committing crimes against the humans. It's up to us to monitor that. The Roses are the law. That is all. We are the justice for all. How can you disagree with that?"
    Their uncle looks savagely at them. "I am alpha."
    "Uncle this is a pack problem. His father kills chaotically and indiscreetly. He leaves raped dead women and girls." Lucas's tone is strong but kind.
    His uncle's face reddens. "What does this have to do with us?" His voice booms across the room. My jaw is clenched. Sparks are flying from my fingers like a sparkler.
    Ben clears his throat, "Uhm, well, he does his attacking as a wolf. Sometimes part wolf." I gag. I turn my face away. The image of my mother splayed across the hood of her car, is forcing its way into my mind.
    Ari puts her hand over mine and kills the sparks. I close my eyes and force in thoughts of happier times. Times that included Sam.
    "If it ever got out that shifters coexist with humans, well I'm certain you can imagine how that would be. Experiments and all."
    His red-faced uncle looks like he might process the idea. He nods and looks at Aleks, "We will help but we will need everything. Every offense, dates and locations."
    Aleks nods and puts a hand out across the table. "Done."
    They all stand and I can't help but feel lost. I lean into Ari and whisper, "That was weird."
    She nudges into me. "I know right. They make it look like they are the ones making the choices and that they could deny you, but they don’t. Bravado."
    I snort and stand to leave with Aleks, but Lucas and his uncle corner him. A silky haired blonde strolls up in short cutoffs and a tiny tank top. She smiles too much and stands too close to Aleks. My blood is boiling.
    "Come on champ." A huge hand grabs my arm and drags me from the room.
Ben smirks and kisses the side of my head. "Down girl."
    I relax my muscles and let him drag me from the building.
    "Her name is Janine. She is always on the prowl. You know Aleks better than that."
    I sigh and nod but the frown stays plastered to my face.
    Ari is standing outside with the same haunted look on her face.
    "What's up with her?" I whisper into Ben. "She seemed good a minute ago?"
    "Sam," he whispers back. "Every time we go outside she starts to get that same haunted look."
    I feel sick.
    He pulls me the other way and continues, "I can't imagine what it's all been like for her. She changes things and then has to run around like the movie Ground Hog Day and fix everything she has undone."
    I kick a small pebble. "I know. She doesn’t talk about it, but if you ever share a bed with her you know it bugs her. She has bad dreams still."
    He shivers. "From the orphanage. She told me about them once. She tried to get Giselle to persuade the memories from her. She even got Dorian to try but they are imprinted to her soul we think."
    I think. "Maybe, it's because she is part angel."
    He nods. "Maybe. Anyway, I've been meaning to ask. How are you?" His eyes kill me. He is sadder than anyone. He and Sam were like brothers. Same as Luke and Sam.
    I shake my head, gripping to my control. "Not so good." I don’t like vocalizing my feelings.
    He shakes his head. "Me too. I just can't stop myself from missing them."
    I glance back at Ari as we walk into the forest. "She must beat herself up so much."
    He sits on a huge mossy log and looks lost, just like Ari. "She does. She constantly tries to think of a way to control the push. Her and O and Trist have been working on it."
    I frown. "Why? Who would they push?"
    He shrugs. "Not sure." His eyes tell me otherwise.
    "You know."
    He shakes his head. "I don't know." His words are firm and even if he does, he isn’t going to tell me.
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