KITTY'S POV
Justin wasn't a talker. The drive home was in complete silence. I kept eyeing him. He was a handsome werewolf—s**t, I couldn't believe I was saying werewolf.
They were werewolves, all of them.
I promised Jim and Mitch that I would keep it a secret, but I felt Cassie knew. So apparently, Mitch told me she was his mate, just like how I was Ezekiel's mate, I mean Alphus' mate. I couldn't believe he lied to me. I'd never felt so used in my entire life.
The car pulled up on the old narrow dirt path to my house and Justin helped me out of the car and into the house. When I entered, I saw grandpa playing poker with Skyler and Mikey. I rolled my eyes. I was a bad granddaughter for leaving my grandfather in the care of werewolves.
“Hey grandpa,” I ran up to him and greeted him.
