“Are we there yet?” Christina asked even as she carefully maneuvered the jeep down the narrow access road.
“Almost,” Emily said.
“How many kilometers in almost?” Christina asked. “And are we going to drive off the edge of the world before then?”
Emily snorted, shaking her head. Christina was always so impulsive and impatient. Secretly, Emily thought it was her alpha blood that made her so impetuous. She would never say so aloud as any mention of Christina’s birth father almost always ended with an argument. Christina only acknowledged one father: Gamma Ramon.
Emily could hardly blame her. Of the two, Ramon was definitely the winner. Even so, she didn’t think it was wise to ignore her past. It was like a silent killer, slowly gnawing at her. Emily wished she would talk about it or at l
