“Violet? Like the color of Kas's eyes?" Ashley asks. Her voice is thick with skepticism.

 

“Yeah, Ashley, other than the flower, there are not a whole lot of definitions of violet,"

 

Lenora teases.

 

Reggie looks up from the book he's referencing, 'Kas, what did you say your dad's name was?”

 

“Andy. Why?”

 

Reggie nudges Bronx who leans over the book and reads aloud, "Selene was so enamored with the way Endymion looked while he was sleeping in a cave on Mount Latmus that she asked Zeus to allow her to have a relationship with him. Oh, holy shit.”

 

“Mount Latmus? Like my last name?" I'ma bit confused.

 

“Kas, what if Andy is like some sort of shortened, modernized version of Endymion. Endy, Andy. What if the Moon Goddess turned him into a werewolf? Because that's what she does right? What if she turned him into the first werewolf?" Reggie starts theorizing. Lenora and Ashley stand behind him with wide -eyed disbelief.

 

I blink a couple of times as he throws out questions and until I burst out laughing. Like, a maniacal villain who lost their mind in the middle of the movie, laughing. I'm laughing so hard that I can't catch my breath, my belly hurts, and tears are coming out of my eyes. Everyone is looking at me like maybe I lost my marbles. 2

 

connected in some sort of ancient greek conspiracy theory. The Moon Goddess, my actual mother? A painting of me as a baby i nan ancient book of werewolf lore? My name

 

Milo interrupts with a happy yell, but quickly quiets down when he sees the look on everyone's faces staring at me

 

by the elbow out into the office, everyone follows. 2 We sit around the conference

 

anyway," Lenora asks while she pulls extra cheese out

 

age," Lex snaps quickly. “Lex, this is important. We are trying to figure out who I am

 

I've kind of lost count because we kept track

 

“Lex, be serious.”

 

would

 

four thousand years old.” Ashley spits out her water. Milo stops eating, mid-bite of

 

much longer. Everyone else asks their wolves how old they are. Saint is the oldest at eight hundred twenty -nine years old. Everyone else's wolves are less than two hundred

 

spirits have you been

 

you, Kas. We're attached through all of your lives. Forever in the past and forever in the future. Don't you remember?" She sounds kind of sad that I don't remember our past

 

I've been reincarnated over and

 

the others, "If Kas was a goddess, she would be thousands of years old. She's only seventeen years old. We know she got to the Silver Moon when she was an

 

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