Andrei & Natalia
Andrei
I was adjusting my cufflinks when my Beta knocked on the bedroom door.
“Come in,” I called.
My Beta stepped inside, bowing his head respectfully. “Alpha, I just got off the phone with the DNA testing center.”
My hands stilled. “And?”
“They said the sample you provided wasn’t sufficient. One hair wasn’t enough to extract a reliable DNA profile. They need more material.”
I bit back a curse. “How much more?”
“Several strands with the root intact, or a cheek swab would be ideal.”
Fuck. Getting one hair from Jane had been easy enough during the carousel ride, but multiple strands? A f*****g cheek swab? That would require more planning. More opportunities. And I would have to do it in such a way so as not to alert the twins, because they were certainly smart enou
