Patton's POV
My world has been spinning out of control ever since Garcia stepped foot in the Throne room. The confusion that gripped me initially made no sense until the pieces finally clicked into place.
My Lycan had remained frustratingly silent about the whole ordeal, but I should have known he'd figured it out the instant Garcia appeared before us. He understood why something felt different about her, why our instincts were on high alert.
The truth hit me like a freight train. Nothing was wrong with Garcia at all. My sister had simply been playing us for fools all these years.
Barbara had always refused to discuss her time away from the Palace. She'd shut down every conversation about those missing years, even with her own sons. I seriously doubt they ever learned about her supposed miscarriage, though I distinctly remember them pressing her about which Packs she'd visited during her absence.
