“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

 

honestly believe that," I reason with him in between laughs, "The chances all these things are coincidences is a whole lot more realistic than it all 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 who had fifty daughters with the Moon Goddess? The Moon Goddess turned him into the first werewolf? Guys.

 

quickly quiets down when he

 

follows. 2 We sit around the conference

 

Elexis anyway," Lenora asks while she pulls

 

who I am before we can shift.

 

and eighty-two years old, I think. I've kind

 

“Lex, be serious.”

 

the Hell would I joke about

 

years old.” Ashley spits out her water.

 

but I have no idea how 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

 

have you

 

We're attached through all of your lives. Forever in the past and forever in the future. Don't you remember?"

 

been reincarnated over

 

I'm talking to Lex, Bronx is talking to the others, "If Kas was a goddess, she would be thousands of years old. She's

 

I

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