Zac calleda pack meeting a couple of days later. There was a little bit of pack business, but the main purpose was to welcome Zahra and Jace home.
Josiah laughed at himself because he felt a little nervous seeing her again. Nothing had made him feel that nervous for a long time. He was hyper-aware that she was there. It was almost as though some type of tangible energy reached between them, instantly connecting their bodies.
He glanced over at her a couple of times, catching her glancing at him.
This is like high school. Both of us are pretending that we’re not looking at the other. It’s almost comical.
A million words flitted through his mind as he tried to figure out what he should say to her. There was no way that he couldavoid her forever. He wanted to join the crowd that surrounded her and Jace after the meeting was over, but couldn’t seem to make his legs move in that direction.
He noticed that Zac and Conner were looking at him strangely, and he figured that she had told them what had happened all those years ago.
Great. What am I supposed to say to them? I was drinking and doinked your sister, but I wasn’t ready for a relationship? That would be a good way to get skinned alive.
He edged closer. Zahra was just as sweet and gracious as she had always been. She looked each person in their eyes and smiled, genuinely interested in the conversation. Jace was polite to everyone but stayed close to his mother and grandmother.
The meeting ended and Zahra and Jace seemed to disappear. He headed outside, planning on going home, ordering pizza, and having a couple of beers. He passed by a group of his mother’s friends.
“Did you see Jace?” one of them asked.
“Yeah, he looks exactly like Josiah. Jace is a spitting image of him.”
His heart lurched.What did they mean? How could Jace look like me?
He shook his head, got into his truck, and headed home, thinking about Zahra. Although it didn’t seem possible, she was even more beautiful now than she was when she was eighteen.
After eating a large pizza, he sat on the couch. The women’s words came back to his mind. He pictured Jace and had to admit that the two of them did share some features.
Jace is ten. Zahra left a month after we had sex.
The truth hit him like a ton of bricks and nearly made his heart stop.Jace is my son.
He wanted to rush over to John’s and Isabel’s house, but it was too late. After tossing and turning all night long, he was upat the crack of dawn. He drank a ton of coffee and went to the mountain for a run, biding his time until it was an acceptable time to visit.
A wide range of emotions exploded in Josiah as he stood on the porch, waiting for someone to answer. John smiled when he opened the door.
“Josiah, what a pleasant surprise.”
Josiah had the idea that John wasn’t surprised at all by his visit.
“Good morning, Alpha.”
Even though John had retired and handed the reins to Zac, everyone still called John Alpha.
John stepped back, opening the door wide, in a silent invitation.
Isabel walked to the door. “Who is it?”
Then, she saw Josiah standing there, and she exchanged knowing glances with her husband.
“Good morning, Luna. I was hoping that I could talk to Zahra.”
“Of course,” she said. “She’s in the sitting room.”
John started to follow Josiah into the room, but Isabel grabbed his arm and shook her head.
Zahra was sitting on the couch with a computer in her lap. She looked up and her face instantly drained of all color.
“Josiah.”