Page 4 of Moon Claimed

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I stared at my buzzing phone.

Unknown number.

We need to talk

I strongly disagreed.

Sascha had shown his true colours, and I could only feel stupid for believing some of his act. I never had a problem with the wolves before, not really. Part of me even felt for their situation at one stage.

Now.

If I’d sometimes winced at Herc’s blatant disgust toward the Luthers,thatAndie had learned her lesson.

Another message arrived.

His last words. They’re pack secrets.

He shouldn’t have known them.

Red fury blinded me, and I dropped my gaze to where my hands strangled the phone.

Herc’s last words. Which fucking ones?

I’d rather lose a grid than see this happen to her.

I’ve seen this before.

I won’t fail again.

You can be fixed.

Your death won’t kill her.

I deleted Sascha’s messages and blocked the number without replying. His information gave me nothing about what I truly wanted to know.

Why did Mum steal me from Herc? If I knewthat, maybe I could feel warm again. Maybe…

I’d understand how she could have hurt me so badly.

Only one port of call came to mind. Scrolling through my contacts, I turned the speaker on.

“Baby girl, what can I do you for?”

With Wade, the sexual innuendo was always intended. “Hey, do you know the Freys?”

“Sure do. Gotta say, they’re not the biggest fans of your family. They causing trouble?”

I didn’t get bad vibes during my short conversation with Margaret, but good to know. “They’re my—”Fathers… “Well, my, uh, Mother was with a Frey when she left the valley. I’d like to ask them questions.”

“I’ll set it up. How soon?”

“As soon as they can.” The faster I put this plaguing curiosity to rest, the better I’d sleep, and the more energy I could dedicate to Grids.

My phone buzzed. “Someone else is calling. I’ll catch ya later.”

Hanging up, I checked the name. “Roy. Good news, I hope.”