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I looked between the two. "Ok, what the hell is going on here, and why is this bracelet a blocker?"

"Allie." Alpha Harris placed a hand on my shoulder, looking down at me. "The bracelet you are wearing is made of a special metal which blocks anyone entering your mind. It blocks your ability to connect to the pack and also," he glanced over at Zane, "Your mate."

Frowning, I looked closer at the old golden bracelet. "But it's so old looking."

"That is because they are old,and there aren't many still in existence." Alpha Harris frowned at the bracelet. "But why a boy would clip it to your wrist is beyond me. Who did you say this person was again? A friend?"

"Not a friend," mom spoke up, her eyes not leaving the bracelet. "And that bracelet was your grandmother’s."

My face wiped of expression. "What?"

Mom wouldn't look me in the eye; instead, she looked back at Alpha Harris. "I think I need to sit down."

"MOTHER!" I jerked on her arm forcing her to look back at me. "Tell me now."

Call it a hunch, but I knew she was keeping something from me, and right now I needed to know what that something was.

"It's nothing, Allie. Just a fluke." She smiled weakly. "Go back to bed, darling. You must be tired."

Frowning, my eyes floated down to the bracelet. What were the chances?

Very slim is what they were.

"Mom, you aren't lying to me, are you?"

She shook her head weakly. "No, darling."

Was she lying to me? I couldn't tell and that normally never happened.

"I'll walk you back to bed," Zane offered, stepping around mom.

I crossed my arms. "Don't you mean drag me?"

"Come on, Allie." He nodded his head in the direction of the door.

"Zane, Allie." Alpha Harris's voice stopped us in our tracks. His hard eyes glanced between us. "We will be speaking about this tomorrow." His eyes landed on Zane. "And I expect a good reason, son, why you lied to us."

I swallowed sharply. Shit just hit the fan.

Chapter Thirty-one

Never in my life had I felt this much hatred towards someone. I couldn't say I hated him because, well, that would be a flat-out lie, but I did hate what he did.

"Can't believe this." I muttered to myself, "Really can't believe you could be so stupid."

Zane huffed beside me and once again ran his fingers through his hair. "I told you I'm sorry, ok."

"Sorry!" I scoffed. "Do you think that cuts it?"

"Fuck me."

"Cursing isn't going to help you."

"I told you I was sorry."

"And I told you I wished you were born without a tongue!" I turned on the chair to look at him. "Do you have any idea how much shit we are going to be in once we walk through those doors?"

His facial expression hardened. "I think I have more of an idea than you."