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asked into the phone, but kept his eyes on Jonah who was struggling to understand what just happened. “Okay, but don’t let her leave. She’s headed that way.”
“She’s my daughter?” Jonah finally came out of his stupid state, his eyes widening as the truth continued to slam into him. “I have a daughter.”
Hunter actually grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured a shot, setting it in front of Jonah. “Damn man, you deserve a hit.”
Jonah actually grabbed the glass, but didn’t drink, just stared at the golden liquid. After what seemed like hours, Jonah poured the liquid in the sink before walking in the opposite direction Janna had gone, disappearing deeper into the house.
Garrett rubbed his hand down his face in frustration. Shit was about to get real and his pack was going to be right smack in the middle of it.
“You think they are coming for her?” Marcus was the first to break the silence.
Garrett didn’t think; he knew. He felt the trouble heading their way, had felt it since the first moment he laid eyes on the woman and kids. “Yeah. They’re coming.” Garrett nodded, his eyes shifting out the window. “And we’re going to be ready for them.”
“Fuck yeah, we are.” Hunter, who at twenty was broad and muscular beyond his years, was also a true smartass, but Garrett never doubted his youngest brother’s loyalty.
Looking toward Marcus, who had a smile spreading across his face, Garrett laughed. “I guess I don’t have to ask what your feelings are in this.”
“It’s been a long time since I beat someone’s ass, other than you two assholes.” Marcus slammed a fist into his palm.
“You wish.” Hunter laughed, punching him in the stomach, but Marcus didn’t even flinch. Instead, he grabbed Hunter into a headlock.
Watching his younger brothers, Garrett grinned. They drove him absolutely crazy most of the time, but there was no one he would rather have at his side then these two. “Cut the shit.” Garrett wiped the grin off his face, stepping into their leader in the blink of an eye. “We have work to do. You guys go talk to Jonah and find out more about Jasper Simone and the Reaping.”
“Oh, and I guess you get to go talk to the pretty Janna?” Marcus grinned like he had a big secret. “Ah, to be an alpha leader.”
“Shut the fuck up and get going. We don’t have much time and I want to know everything there is to know about Jasper and his pack.” Garrett growled, but shoulder checked Marcus as he passed. “And you should have stepped up if you wanted to be alpha.”
“If I knew I’d be questioning pretty human women, I would have,” Marcus continued to tease.
Garrett stopped suddenly, spinning around. “Human?”
Hunter’s head snapped up, the grin on his brother’s teasing slipping from his face. “No fucking way,” Hunter cursed, his eyes widening at the truth in Garrett’s face. “No fucking way! That’s right. If she is Jonah’s daughter…she’s…holy shit!”
“How in the hell didn’t you know?” Garrett turned completely around. “Her wolf has been calling to me before I even saw her.”
Marcus and Hunter glanced at each other with knowing looks.
“And obviously Jasper and his son don’t know either or they wouldn’t have branded her for a Reaping.” Garrett leaned against the doorframe then looked at Marcus who was grinning like an idiot again. “What the hell are you grinning at?”
“You hear her wolf?” Marcus laughed. “And we don’t.”
“Damn, man,” Hunter piped in, shaking his head sadly. “Females are going to be weeping in sorrow.”
Garrett frowned with a growl. “What in the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh, you know, brother.” Hunter sighed dramatically. “The great and powerful alpha leader Garrett Foster is no longer available. Masses of females will literally throw themselves from the cliffs of the Gorge.”
“You are so not right in the head.” Garrett glared at Hunter.
“It’s true.”
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