Chapter Fifty-Seven - Jessica

My wolf stirred at the mention of our bloodline. Royalty? Hardly. I felt like the ugly stepsister being shoved aside in the pack. All of this madness stemmed from something so, something so, powerful? How would grandmother be of royal blood and not know about it? Well, obviously they did know about it. It was written in the book. Maybe her diary would talk about it soon. She had to find out for them to do the digging on her bloodline. Why wasn’t it mentioned to the pack? Why wouldn’t their grandfathers let them in on the secret? Unless they thought I would never come back to Slade Springs. Or that the gene hadn’t affected me. I showed no signs while I was here in my youth. They thought the gene would be lost somehow along our line. Mason stared down at the family tree with a stoic look on his face. I tried to pinpoint the look but he was masking it well. Reaching out, I touched his forearm, feeling waves of dread and fear. Why was this bad? What made him afraid? I cleared my thr