Of course they’d wanted my sister. I didn’t know or care how the mix-up had happened, but it had, and now the sliver of feeling I’d let myself have was dashed away. It was painful, and I could only imagine how much more painful it would be to bond with a pack and then have something tragic happen. “What’s wrong? Did I move too fast?” Beckett gently touched my arm as I pushed past him. How did I even begin to tell him I wasn’t Kara? So, I did the only thing I could. I ran.
