“Good.Keep me posted.”Peyton ended the call.
Ken set his phone down and closed his laptop lid.He wasn’t built for this cloak-and-dagger bullshit.
Yes, he would do it, because it was now his job to do it, and Peyton was relying on him to do that job.
But Kenhateddoing it.
Then he looked down at his sleeping daughter.Unlike his mother, Lyssa would be raised knowing all about her real family.She would grow up safe and protected, loved by all who surrounded her.
He took a deep breath and swallowed back his discomfort over what he had to do.
This is for our babies’ futures.
That’s what he’d keep repeating to himself.
Whatever it took, he’d do it if it meant keeping them safe.
Because that was all that mattered.
And tomorrow, they would go home.
Standing, he grabbed his laptop and shoved it into his bag.Suddenly, all he wanted to do was pack.
Everything else could wait until he was back in Florida and had a good night of sleep in their own bed.
Asia
“Just how long are we expected to stay in Florida?”She and Trent were taking a walk in the woods, alone and out of earshot of the kids or anyone else.
“Until it’s safe.”
She stopped and turned to him.“I’m sick of this ‘Pack Alpha business’ bullshit, Trent.Why does it feel like there’s something really fucking big you’re not telling me?”
He stared at his feet, his hands jammed deep in the pockets of his sweats as she felt his mind churning over… stuff.
What kind of stuff?
She wasn’t sure she wanted to know, because this feltreallybad.
Finally, he met her gaze.“Mate, I need you to trust me.”
She fought the urge to curl her lips at him and bare her teeth.“You’re not a fucking Prime, Trent.”
“All I can tell you is that once you’re safely in Florida, we can tell you and the kids something.”
Fear filled her.“Is he dead?”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and she realized no, it wasn’t that.
If Peyton were dead, Trent would not be reacting like this.
Not at all.
He opened his eyes again and met her gaze.“Please trust me, baby,” he whispered.“If the kids sense something, they may bombard you with questions.We don’t want to have to Prime them yet.We need them to act...”He thought about it.“Authentic, for now.”
Her gaze narrowed as she studied him in the dark.“Authentic, how?You mean worried and scared?”
He slowly nodded.
