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“Tell them, Lei.” Shiloh nudged him with her shoulder. “They’re going to find out anyway.”
My suspicion and curiosity rose.
“Shiloh is my sister,” Leighton said.
What?
“But she’s a witch, and you’re a shifter,” I said dumbly.
Silas had the same confused expression on his face.
“We are. Mixing species isn’t black and white like most people think. Sometimes, the offspring has characteristics of both parents—a perfect hybrid—but that is rare. More often than not, the child is on a spectrum. They either have different levels of combined traits or take after one parent. Leighton came out wolf dominant.”
I looked at them with renewed interest, cataloging their features and trying to find the similarities between them.
“Why did we never hear about this?” Silas asked.
“Our parents didn’t want us to grow up with prejudice. Since Shiloh’s wolf is latent, it was easier for our mother to raise Shiloh in her coven.”
“The same goes for Leighton,” Shiloh added. “Our father knew that if Leighton was going to survive with your old Alpha, he had to lie about his parentage.”
Goddess.
“We need to tell the Alpha, but given the circumstances, I’m sure he’ll see you’re the best fit,” Silas said.
The relief in Leighton’s eyes was apparent.
Shiloh and Leighton excused themselves, leaving me and Silas to think about what we’d learned. I wondered how they’d kept in contact over the years. Leighton’s father was killed for siding against the previous Alpha, and after his death, it had to have been difficult to stay away from the only family Leighton had left.
Myla’s laughter drifted over the dance floor, pulling me from my thoughts.
Mr. Devero spun her in front of several onlookers who looked impressed. I didn’t know how she did it, but he looked more relaxed than I’d seen him in a long time.
I let them finish the song before cutting in and taking Myla in my arms.
Myla laughed. “Where did you come from?”
“I’m always here.”
“I like the sound of that,” she said with a smile.
“It would be pretty disappointing if you didn’t because I don’t plan on going anywhere.”
Myla’s warm brown eyes sparkled, her face radiating happiness as we moved across the dance floor. Seeing her so calm and at ease with everyone made my heart soar. I gave in to the moment, enjoying how well we fit together as our bodies swayed.
“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier,” she whispered. “And sometimes, it doesn’t feel real. It’s like I’m waiting for something to take it away.”
“Sometimes I feel that way too,” I admitted. “It’s hard to believe our mating isn’t just wishful thinking. But that’s what love is, right? It’s wonderful and terrifying. It feels so complete, but you know you would break if anything happened to the other person. But I wouldn’t have it any other way because it’s worth the risk.”
“Am I worth it?” she asked, searching my face for signs of insincerity.
The world quieted. How could she still believe she wasn’t? Our lives had become better and brighter with her.
My feelings were too strong to put into words, but I settled for the truth.
“Always.”
Chapter 22
