“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

 

being 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 in this book is MY name and not just a reference to the color purple or an ancient queen? My dad is an ancient Greek king

 

quiets down when he sees the look on

 

Ashley nods. She takes me by the elbow out into the office, everyone follows. 2 We sit around the conference table in the back corner of the office while we

 

old is Elexis anyway," Lenora asks while she pulls extra cheese out of the bottom of

 

figure out who I am before we can shift. We have to make sure it's safe for both

 

Fine. I'm four thousand six hundred and eighty-two years old, I think. I've kind of lost count

 

“Lex, be serious.”

 

the Hell would I joke

 

she is over four thousand years old.” Ashley spits out her water. Milo stops eating, mid-bite of his pizza.

 

Everyone else asks their wolves how old they are. Saint is the oldest at eight hundred twenty -nine years old. Everyone

 

human spirits have you been attached

 

forever in

 

mean like, I've been reincarnated over and over

 

thousands of years old. She's only seventeen years old. We know she got to

 

I was

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