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I thought he was going to apologize, and perhaps explain why he was acting as if he’d just escaped from a mental institution, but, then, that again would be rational. Instead, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of my bedroom.

"WHAT THE HELL, ZANE!" I hit his back with my free hand, but he continued to drag me down the hall.

"Something's wrong." He increased his pace, taking two stairs at a time.

"With you maybe." I slapped his back again. "Would you let go of me?!"

Zane treated me like I was mute and didn't even bother replying. Instead, he continued to drag me through the house until we reached the formal lounge room. Pushing the door open, he dragged me in behind him.

"I found her," Zane announced to the room, and let go of my arm.

"Who the hell are you talking to?" I rubbed my arm and stepped around him, only to be greeted by my mother and Alpha Harris.

"OH, DARLING!" Mom launched at me, engulfing me in a hug. "I thought something had happened."

My eyes zoned in on Zane. "Did you get them out of bed and tell them that?"

"I couldn't contact you."

"I was in my bedroom!"

"ENOUGH!" Alpha Harris was staring at me intensely. "Allie, are you ok?"

"Yes." Was that not obvious? "I don't know what Zane is on about, but I am fine."

My mom gripped my arms tighter, causing my eyes to snap back to her. "Allie, Zane told us." Her smile blossomed."About you and him being mates."

"HE DID WHAT!"That son of a bitch. I wasgoing to kill him. I went to rip my handsout of mom’s grip, but she just held them tighter.

"Allie, listen to me," mom begged for my attention, while Zane looked sheepish in the corner. "Allie, when Zane couldn't reach out for you he panicked and…" mom frowned and held up my left wrist.

"Well, he overreacted didn't he," I snapped.

"Where did you get this from?" Mom held my wrist up. "Allie, where did you get this bracelet from?"

Who cared about a bracelet right now? Especially that old thing. "You're dead, Zane, you hear me."

"ALLIE!" Mom roared.

My eyes widened, and I looked back at her. What was with people yelling at me! "WHAT?!"

"Where did you get this bracelet from?" She glanced at Alpha Harris. "It's a shield."

Alpha Harris took my wrist, rolling it over in his hand, and looked intently at the bracelet.

"It's just an old bracelet. It's not even mine," I snapped them an answer while trying hard to glare at Zane around them.

That boy was dead.

"What do you mean it isn't yours?" Mom pressed me for more answers to stupid questions.

Groaning I said, "Jace found it on the ground and thought it was mine, and before I could tell him it wasn't, he had already clipped it on. The clasp is broken, so I can't get it off," I huffed. "Now if you don't mine, Zane and I have some….

"Who the fuck is Jace?" Zane stepped into my view.

I pointed at him with my free hand. "Oh, don't you dare be jealous!"

"Jace…" mom whispered the name, color draining from her face. "How did he…did you…" mom looked at Alpha Harris.