My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 295

Jace

"A fire."

He held my eyes and I gave him nothing but the truth, which is the easiest thing to give when you've decided in advance which parts of it to hand over. Because the whole truth had a name in it. The whole truth had wolfsbane under the char and a god who drove up the island road in an Italian suit, and that name was known in this room, was maybe known better in this room than anywhere on the continent, and if I said it I wasn't telling the Alpha anything he needed.

I was reaching across this small hard room and putting my hand into the one person standing here who carried that name in her own blood, and pressing on a bruise I had no business touching, for nothing, for no gain I could name. So I left him out of it. I left the devil out of my own parents' funeral because saying his name served no one in that room.

The Luna spoke for the first time.

"That's enough, I think." Her voice was cool and even and aimed at her mate, not at me, but her eyes came to me when she said it, and there was something in them I couldn't let myself name in case I was wrong. "He came up a mountain to meet his girl's family, not to be opened up by the door."

"It's all right," I said, and I meant it at her, gently, the open hand laid flat on the table where everyone could see it. "My Luna. You don't have to worry. I understand it. A man comes out of nowhere with a southern voice and his hand on your sister, of course you take him apart a little. I'd do worse, in his place." I let that be honest, because it was. "Ask me anything you want. I'd rather you knew me than wondered about me."

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