Chapter 21

"So?" I voice finally, "Why was that so hard to say? That's sound good. As long as they're not evil and not the Purgatory or Beckett, I'm fine with it." "Us three," She gestures to Jeremy, Liam, and herself. "Have a past with them. Not a very good one, I guess you could say." Liam tensed at this immediately. My hand was still in his grip. And it seemed to tighten impossibly more at the mere mention of the past. And them three being in it. I was really getting sick of being on the outskirts of their little secrets or whatever. Then again, that was hypercritical, wasn't it? I was keeping secrets. Like the fact Purgatory blood was running through my veins. The people they hated were apart of me. But it wasn't like I was technically related to the pack that exists today. The twisted pack who were hunting us down. They didn't know who I was because a new leader had been acquired and everyone who was once apart of the pack dispersed. I was