“Nut bread? Are you serious?” Brennan asked exiting the plane, after hearing absolutely everything Aidan had told him.

“Well, Lidora Nader probably has a lot of answers, but she’s still the Crazy Wolf of Astan, and from what I saw, she doesn’t talk unless there’s a loaf of nut bread on her lap,” the Alpha replied with a frown.

“You’re worried about her, aren’t you?” his Beta murmured, and Aidan just nodded.

“I don’t know how to feel about all this. I know my parents are lying to me... and these feelings of Rhiannon’s... I know there’s no way she can fake them, there’s so much hate in her that I feel as though she’s just breathing so she can get revenge.”

Brennan nodded, he had sensed that too, but right at that moment he was more concerned about how Aidan felt than how Rhainnon did.

“But I still can’t follow her with blindly and forget the blood that runs through my veins. I know it may seem selfish, but I can’t trade six and a half centuries of my family for someone I met two months