(Kiara)
I returned to the kitchen, but Lucan's questions stayed with me. Maris handed me another stack of dishes without asking what the Alpha wanted. I was grateful because I wasn't ready to explain anything. Nyra was just as confused about the folder and his questions about my father.
I kept thinking about the night I arrived in Blackridge. Lucan had known my father's name before anyone else here knew anything about me. At five years old, I hadn't understood why that mattered. Thirteen years later, I was beginning to wonder what else he'd known.
Cassian didn't find me after my meeting with Lucan. I assumed his father had found some reason to keep him busy, so I continued working. Near midday, Maris sent me to clean one of the smaller sitting rooms. I was finishing when Luna Evelina en
