“No!” I snapped, cutting him off. “No more lies. No more secrets. If my parents were tied to this—this bloodline—then I have a right to know!”
Dennis stepped closer, his Alpha presence pressing down so hard I had to fight not to flinch. “You don’t understand what you’re asking for.”
“Yes, I do!” I shouted. My voice cracked, but I didn’t care. “I’ve lived my whole life in the dark. I was stolen by those bastards and I don’t eve know who my real parents are, and nobody tells me why. And now there’s this mark—this thing—that Amy just used to taunt me. Don’t you dare tell me it doesn’t matter. It matters to me.”
The silence stretched again, and I thought Dennis would keep quiet. But then Gage spoke, his voice low and thoughtful.
“The book called it The Blood of the First Moon.”
I spun to
