Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(48)

He squeezed my hand, his amber eyes gentle. “They were happy to know you were alive, but even more than that, they were ready to end this war. For years, the Sierra Pack has hunted us down one by one. Now we don’t have to fight anymore.”

“True, but we lost everyone. None of our people survived.”

“That’s not true,” he said, smiling sadly. “Three of us did.”

“Where are you going to go now?” Sebastian asked.

Finn shrugged. “Don’t know. I guess from here I can go anywhere.”

“You can come back with us,” I said.

He glanced back and forth between us, and it looked like he was considering it, but then he shook his head. “I don’t think that’s such a great idea just yet. Maybe one day I’ll find my way there.” Pulling me into his arms, he held on tight. For years, I’d thought he was dead, and now I had to let him go all over again. “I’m going to bury my men. Be safe going home,” he said.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I hugged him back and let go. “Goodbye, Finn.” He shook Sebastian’s hand and then took off toward his fallen wolves.

Sebastian put his arm around me and held me close. “You’ll see him again, love. One way or another, your paths will cross again.”

“Does that bother you?” I asked.

He shook his head. “No, but I know there’s something bothering you.” He nodded toward Laila.

Sighing, I glanced at her and then back to him. “When were you going to tell me?”

“Tell you what?”

“That you were her father,” I blurted out. A small smile spread across his lips, then he burst out laughing. “What’s so funny?”

“You are, love. I kind of enjoy this little jealous streak bubbling inside of you.”

I huffed and crossed my arms across my chest. “Glad I could amuse you.”

He pulled my arms apart and made me wrap them around his neck. “She’s not my daughter.”

I gasped. “But her eyes . . . they look exactly like yours.”

He chuckled. “They do, but have you forgotten I have two brothers? Why did you assume she’d be mine?”

“I don’t know,” I lied. His gaze narrowed and I huffed. “Okay, fine. I know your track record with women. Out of you and your brothers, you’d be the most obvious culprit.”

“And the least?” he asked.

Micah was a flirt but he wasn’t as bad as Sebastian. And Zayne was a whole other story. He was more reserved and serious all the time.

Releasing a heavy sigh, he twirled one of my curls around his finger. “Just because you’re not an outgoing person doesn’t mean you don’t know how to love.”

I could feel the turmoil inside of him. “It’s Zayne?” He nodded. “And he doesn’t know he has a child?”

“That’s something I’ll have to handle as soon as we get home. I just need to make sure Laila’s ready for it all.”

Our homecoming was going to be the most epic yet. Sebastian and I were mated and expecting a child, we survived an epic battle from my past, I was bringing home a cousin I hadn’t seen in thirty years, and I met my first wolf/fae mix—who happened to be my niece.

Our story needed to be turned into a novel. Maybe I should try my luck at writing.





Sebastian

“You don’t have to do this. I know you want to get back to Tyla,” Laila said.

I finished gathering the rest of the bodies and tossed them in the large hole I’d spent all morning digging. “I do, but this needed to be done.” She handed me the canister of gasoline and I poured it all over the remains before tossing in a lighter. The flames burned high, then slowly died down to a steady crackling fire.

“Is it bad that I’m not sad at all?” she asked.

“No. Jaret and his wolves needed to be put down.”

She looked back at the house. “I think I’m just going to leave the house the way it is. With Jaret gone, there’s not much I can do with it. His name is on everything, and I don’t want to have to explain how he died.”

“He didn’t leave anything to you?”

She snorted. “Are you kidding? He thought he was invincible. When I suggested he write a will, he laughed in my face.”

“Cocky bastard,” I grumbled.

She nodded, then met my gaze. “I have so much to tell you. It’s my fault Jaret was able to find the Redwood Pack. I didn’t want to tell Tyla or Amelie what I did. They’ll hate me.”

“What did you do?” Smoke billowed out from the ditch and with a swipe of her hand, Laila commanded the dirt to filter back into the hole as if it was never there. “How did you do that?” I asked, kneeling down to touch the dirt.

“I’m not really sure. I know it’s a part of my fae heritage. From what I can gather, we all are born with a bond to either earth, fire, water, or air. As you can see, mine is with earth. Mix that in with my wolf blood, and it makes me even more powerful. I don’t even know what all I’m capable of yet.”

I peered down at the ground and then back to her. “So you’re saying you could’ve dug that hole with just a snap of your fingers?”

She giggled and lifted her arms in the air. “I did tell you to wait on me. And as I remember it, you were the one who decided to start digging. I would’ve done it for you.”