#Chapter 223: Mulling It Over
Grace
Eason paused at the door, his back turned to me. My stomach turned with fear about what he would say, even though I couldn't conjure anything that he could say. After a beat of silence, he turned back to me.
"I was busy."
"Busy with what?"
He cocked an eyebrow. "What's it matter to you?"
I set my jaw.
"If you're going to accuse me of trying to take over Mooncrest again, I'm calling Esme."
I winced at that. "Do I not have a right to know?"
"You don't."
I swallowed. "Will you tell me anyway?"
He narrowed his eyes. "Give me a good reason."
My jaw trembled as I lifted my gaze. "Because... Because I'm your alpha."
"Not a citizen. Try again."
"I'm still your sister."
He shrugged. "I was busy. I don't work for you, and we've never had that kind of relationship, now have we?"
I winced, thinking back to when we were in high school. I hadn't known about Jackson or a lot of things, but it hadn't been that bad. Had it? There was so much I didn't know...
There was so much I

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