"Would you mind if I tell Dakota some of this?" I asked. "He has to know what we're dealing with, too, just like I do... and Mark, too."
Raina nodded. "Yes, I guess everyone will have to know so they won't take him down. In fact, Dakota and Micah already know. Probably others, too." She scoffed, shaking her head. "Why Skye let me think he was dead for so long is beyond me."
I shrugged. "He probably had a good reason."
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Raina looked at me and I shrugged, shaking my head. When she opened the door, a tall young man with dark brown, shaggy hair stood in the doorway. He was heavily muscled with blue eyes and even though his hair was unkept, he was still very attractive, and he was Native American. I instandly knew he had to be a wolf-shifter.
