Kas’s POV

 

Marco catches up to me before I get to Katherine's suite.

 

“Kas, hey, stop,” he orders, tugging on my arm.

 

“What's up, Marco?” I turn to him and smile. I can already guess what he is going to say.

 

“What did you do in there, Kas? What happened to Elder Randall?”

 

I look around him to make sure there isn't anyone down the hall, “Can you keep a secret?”

 

“Of course, you know you can. Now spill. Whatever it was, everyone could feel it. It felt real dark,” he gives mea concerned look.

 

“Marco, I need you to trust me, okay. I haven't been only learning magic from Delilah. When I sleep or meditate, I'm able to go see my sister Leticia,” I confide, “She has been teaching me the things Delilah can't.”

 

“WHAT?!” he says loudly and catches himself. He leans toward me, whispering with wide eyes, “Are you fucking crazy, Kas? She’s dangerous.”

“She’s not dangerous to me, Marco... well, mostly... I'll explain tomorrow on our way to Paris,” I reassure him witha loud whisper, “Until then, I just need you to trust me. What happened with Randall, that was a one-time thing. I needed to test out my ability. Now that I know how strong it is, I don’t need to use it again. I won't lie, it felt good, and that kinda scares me.”

 

I watch as Marco rubs his hand over his mouth and paces in front of me, “Kas?” “Marco?”

 

“I don’t care how bad shit gets, don't you ever, ever pull the shit you did to Randall in there to anyone ever again,” he points in the ballroom’'s direction. His tone is full of warning.

 

let my voice get too loud, “When you hear what I have to say on the plane, I hope you will

 

a more playful tone. We usually only call each other by our last names when we are doing some sort of training activity. He and James said when we are training, they can’t think of me as their Luna or

 

I won't tickle the Hell out of you if you throw me over your shoulder. I know your weak spots and don't think I

 

me and inhales like he is going to say something else, but

 

are coming out with bellman’s carts full of suitcases and duffel bags. They bow slightly to me as they take the carts toward the garage. “Katherine, are

 

goodbye to Codi. I also wanted to give you both some information that will hopefully be useful. Amari is joining us as well,” she smiles with her practiced expression. “Useful? Alright, I am all for useful information,” I'm interrupted by Codi’s

 

KAAAT!” she squeals, reaching for Katherine from Lenora’s arms. Lenora reluctantly hands Codi to Katherine. The effect is instantaneous. Codi snuggles into Katherine’s chest and Katherine looks more relaxed than she

 

motioning to the kitchenette table, “

 

She pulls up an image of a page from an ancient book and shows it to us. “Amari, I don’t know what language

her anymore. She won't want

 

lives until our wolf wake up. Once our wolf wakes up, the memories trickle in over the course of a couple of years. The same is usually the case for our

 

Codi won't remember you until you are reborn and you find each other as

 

“Correct,” Amari confirms.

 

Codi doesn’t have memories of her previous lives yet, how does she recognize Katherine? She was asking for her before Katherine was even

 

born into a family

 

rocking Codi and rubbing her back in slow circles, and Codi is perfectly content

 

she was born May fourteenth, but she was almost born April twenty- second. Kas healed us and saved our lives after there was a problem with the umbilical cord,” Lenora looks at me, still

“Yeah, is

 

arms and holds her a little tighter, “Well, that was the

 

“Kas, do you think it’s possible that when you healed us, that somehow allowed Cordell’s spirit to be embedded into

 

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