Chapter 70. Definitely from Here

*Isla*

“What do you mean never say that word again?” I don’t understand why my sister is being hostile. “Is that where we’re from or not? Mom wouldn’t tell me the truth. She said we were from Tushti. But that’s not true.”

“Isla, you’re asking questions that are going to get you into trouble,” Brandy says, her voice sounding borderline angry. “Can’t you just leave it be?”

“No!” I shout at her. “Listen, I almost died yesterday, and now that I’m alive, I’d like to know who the hell I am. Where did I come from? Was Dad really an Alpha? A king? Or is it just a coincidence that the king of Ma—that place—happened to be named Daniel and the queen was Constance? Tell me, Brandy. What do you know?”

She sighs loudly, and I hear the sound of a baby crying. “Your nephew is hungry,” she tells me.

“I have a nephew?” I didn’t even know she was pregnant again. “Brandy, you’ve completely cut yourself off from the family. So has Kenna. Why?”

“Why?” she shouts at me.