Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Brooklyn

"Really?" I ask, nodding to the bartender who hands me a glass of wine. "Are we really cousins?" "Sure," he says, laughing. "I'm Alexander, this is Carter," he says, indicating the slightly smaller version of himself next to him. "And our sister Audrey."

I raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Wow, it's really nice to meet you all."

"Not quite cousins," Audrey corrects him, leaning in familiarly to talk to me.

Her words are just a little bit slurred. Not sloppy, but I can tell she's had a couple of drinks. "We're second cousins! Your dad is our mom's cousin, which means-" she screws up her face in thought, thinking, "— we have great-grandparents in common. Then again, most wolf shifters can trace themselves back to some common family member."

I take a sip from my glass. "Um, my family-I mean, the family I was adopted into-we didn't pay a lot of attention to that sort of thing. So to find out I have great-grandparents and second cousins all in one day..."

I raise my eyebrows in emphasis, and they laugh, nodding.

"Yeah," Alexander says. "It must be a lot, to go from nothing into a big Italian wolf pack like this."

Something about the way he says that gets under my skin. Sure, we didn't have an extended family, but where I came from was hardly nothing.

Before I can protest, Audrey speaks.

you, though!" she says with a big smile. "Because you were our little

says that. Baby Brooklyn... Only one other person calls me that— "We used to play with you at family parties," she continues. "Like,

says sharply then, nudging her with his

on. "Yeah, anyway, I remember you when you were so little on the slip-n-slide-" "Wait," I say,

is by

"Did you have some trouble getting your

I say, gesturing towards

on," he says, ignoring them and taking

him pull me away. They all give me a little wave. As I walk away, I

big deal?" I murmur to Aden

says, bringing me back to the table. "And

glances back at them and shakes his head. "We

to these things to

turns away to survey

starting to filter out, I notice. It's definitely a

notice that my father and stepmother are gone, which,

for them. "A problem with the baby,"

though, and I turn my eyes to

a little quiet. There are very few children left, mostly men in

Looking, largely, at us.

out a hand then and just as he

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