When I finally pulled away, I wiped my tears and sniffled, the joy bubbling back to the surface. “I have to go. I need to see her.”
Edwin’s smile faltered just slightly. “But, Alicia, you’re four weeks pregnant. I’m worried…”
“I’ll be fine. I have to do this.” I knew what he was thinking—how could I not? We had only just found out about the pregnancy, and he was already protective. But this was my sister. My twin. My other half. I couldn’t let this chance slip away.
“I’ll ask the King for leave,” he said, though his hesitation was clear.
I shook my head. “You’re needed here. The rogue attacks are getting worse. The King needs you by his side.”
Edwin frowned, checking the address on the invitation. “Night Creek pack,” he murmured. “If it’s Night Creek, I suppose it’ll be alright. They’re an honorable pack.”
I nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine.”
Three days later, I arrived at the Night Creek packhouse. It was even grander than I had imagined, a huge mansion with sweeping columns and carefully manicured gardens. As I parked the car and got out, my nerves started to bubble up. What if she was different? What if she didn’t remember me like I remembered her?