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It was an odd combination, but worked well on the handsome brother. She could also tell he was youngest of the three.
    “I’m sorry.” Jonah cleared his throat, grabbing her attention. “I haven’t been myself for quite some time.”
    Janna cocked her eyebrow at that. It looked as if he had showered. His brown hair was slicked back and his clothes were different. What wasn’t different though, were his haunted eyes full of pain staring back at her.
    “You ready to answer questions?” Garrett’s voice was soft, but had an edge to it as he stared at Jonah, who nodded. “How did you cross paths with Jasper Simone?”
    “I was at a large council meeting in Cincinnati. All the pack leaders in the Tristate area were ordered to appear.” Jonah’s eyes went from Garrett to Janna.
    “Who is Jasper Simone?” Janna asked. She wanted to know everything she could about the bastard who killed her mother.
    “An enemy you don’t want to cross,” Jonah replied, leaning back in his chair while running his hand down his strained face. “He has a large pack, or at least he did. He’s a brutal leader and most follow him out of fear.”
    “Does he still practice Reaping?” Garrett demanded, his voice not as soft as before.
    “Yes,” Jonah answered, his eyes going to Janna. “That’s what the branding is.”
    “Son of a bitch!” Garrett cursed, snapping his head back in anger. “And you never reported this to anyone?”
    “No.” Jonah shook his head, looking somewhat hesitant in his answer.
    “Why the hell not?” Marcus asked, his face also a mask of anger. Hunter had actually put his phone away, engrossed in what was being discussed.
    “I was trying to keep her alive.” Jonah stood, grabbing his coffee cup and tossing it in the sink. “During the meeting, I kept hearing whispers about a Reaping, but I just thought it was a bunch of bullshit and didn’t take it seriously.” Jonah’s face transformed into rage, his fist tightening on the table as he shook.
    Janna sat silently, listening, trying to keep up while keeping her mouth shut, which was not an easy feat. Yeah, keeping her mouth shut wasn’t something she was very good at. “What’s a Reaping?” When no one said a word, she frowned, grabbing Garrett’s arm, ignoring the pulse of electricity at their contact. “What is a Reaping?” she repeated, knowing she wasn’t going to like what she heard, but knew it had something to do with the marking she and her mother had.
    Finally looking down at her, Garrett cursed again. “It’s an old practice that’s been outlawed by not only the human government, but our own kind.” He looked away to glance at his brothers, before looking back at her. “Any human who is marked will be hunted down. Once found, and they will be found, they are taken to a certain location, usually somewhere very remote. This happens on the night of a Blood Moon. The marked ones are let go. ”
    “What do you mean let go?” Janna glanced at each one of them. She was right. She didn’t want to hear this. “Let go so we can be on our way or let go to be…”
    “Hunted,” Marcus finished her sentence, a look of concern on his face.
    “Continue,” Garrett ordered once Jonah seemed to calm down.
    “A few of us went out for a drink after a long day of meetings,” Jonah continued, the rage still creasing his face, but the shaking had stopped. “There was a large group who had been at the meeting that afternoon, along with others I hadn’t seen. When they moved to leave, I followed. The further from the city we got, I knew without a doubt what I had been hearing wasn’t bullshit. It was a blood moon and I was walking head first into a Reaping.”
    The room grew quiet, all eyes on Jonah as he seemed to struggle with the memories of that night.
    “I found a good vantage point downwind so my smell wouldn’t carry. There were maybe five humans already there, tied up and blindfolded with ten shifters standing around laughing and