Page 63 of Wolf Blood

"You didn't pull the coordinates out of thin air."

"Fine. Maybe he sent me."

"Pull over and wait. If you're going, you're going with me."

I sighed.

But I pulled over at the next gas station I saw.

"Stay on the line until I get to you," he ordered. "Talk. We're not losing the progress we made today because you're sitting in a gas station parking lot for half an hour."

"What was your sister's name?"

"Not about that," Rhone growled.

I stayed silent.

It was the best way to piss him off.

"Isabelle," he finally said. "Her name was Isabelle."

"How long was she mated to the other Alpha?"

"Two and a half months."

"How did they meet?" I asked.

"War training. She was an eighteen-year-old who had no business fighting anything or anyone. He was an Alpha who knew better than to fuck around with someone that young. She thought it was love. He thought it was just sex. When she bit him, nature took over, and he bit her back."

"Shit."

"Yeah."

"What happened after that?"

"This isn't a fucking love story, Harper. You already know the ending."

I waited again.

He let out a long breath. "She wanted to be with him. He wanted to be away from her. He put himself on the front lines, and she stayed home. They were always the largest, strongest rural pack, so the vampires dropped off a bunch of their devolved vamps to take it by surprise. By the time the pack sent someone to check on Isa, she was already gone."

My stomach rolled. "A turned vampire killed her?"

"Yeah."

"I'm so sorry. How can you even stand to be around me?"

"Trouble, I've killed more turned vampires than any other werewolf alive. I should be asking you that question."

"Is she the person you live for?" I asked him.

"One of them."

"Your parents?"

"You have to tell me about your mom if you want to talk about my parents."

I made a noncommittal sound. "Great weather out there, huh?"