“I believe you.” I said.
“Then why are you showing me this?” She asked.
“Because someone entered these records into a classified system, and the information was scheduled years ago. We need to establish whether it's genuine.” I said as she pushed the phone away.
“Even if it's genuine, it doesn't explain anything. Your father was Alpha Richard Blackthorne, and mine was Theron Vale. They were different men, from different packs, with different lives.” She said.
“Exactly.” I said.
“And Catherine Blackthorne is your mother.” She said.
“Yes.” I said.
“Seraphine Vale is mine.” She said.
“Yes.” I said.
She stared at me, her amber eyes bright with anger.
“Then explain how the hell we're supposed to be siblings when we have different mothers and fathers.” She said.
“I can't.” I said.
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