Untamable by Sayde Grace

his hand picked hers up, only a faint hum of anger pulsed into her.
    “The Blue Moon She-Wolf would have been your mom?” She raised her eyebrows at him. He nodded again, anger rising.
    “This happened long before your pack was attacked.” Dr. Thomas stared at Jasper. “But it means that the other man had already captured at least one or more Blue Moons.”
    “Son of a bitch.” Jasper shook his head. “Velham. My pack had thought he was behind several blues going missing. They never could prove it, but they always sensed a Red Moon wolf in the area right before a female would disappear.”
    Dr. Thomas nodded. “When Angela brought Siddalee to me, I examined her. She showed no signs of wolf temperament. Nothing out of the realm of human. But the more I tested her, the more unhappy she became. Soon her eyes turned to orange, and her screams turned to growls. The rage she exhibited was unlike anything I’d ever seen in an infant, yet she had complete control over it. As soon as I stopped touching her, she stopped screaming and her eyes turned back to green.”
    Sidda stared in disbelief. There was no way she could really be a Luna. Every blood test she’d taken for school, DMV, college, every test showed human blood cells. Her genetic testing had always shown she was a human. Hell, even her driver’s license said “human” under the species.
    Dr. Thomas sighed. “I ran bloodwork on her, comparing her DNA against the DNA profiles of all the packs on record. Siddalee, you are a mixture of Packs.”
    She shrugged. “A mutt, that suits. I wasn’t any better as human so why the hell would it be different as a Luna?” She turned, hiding the tears building.
    Dr. Thomas sucked in a breath like he’d been slapped. “Not a mutt. You are a mixture of the two greatest, strongest Packs known. The problem is they’re rival Packs, and your conception is abominable. No child should have to grow up knowing they were brought into the world through force, or to be used as a weapon, or to be suffocated. And that is exactly what would have happened if Angela hadn’t brought you to me.” He stood.
    Sidda’s mind reeled. The two oldest Packs. Think. What did Jasper say about his pack and the other? Red Moons and Blue Moons were the oldest, and they were enemies. The Red Moons wanted to gain the power of the Blue Moons. She was a freakin’ experiment!
    Damn, but Sidda hated what she was hearing so far. “So, Dane Velham ordered a pack member to capture and rape a Blue Moon female to see if they could produce what?” She struggled to keep from screaming in rage. Jasper’s head rolled back, resting on the headboard of the hospital bed. He sighed, hoping to push away the anger roaring in his head. He didn’t want to trigger Sidda’s change. Not now at least. “It would produce a Red Moon with the power to calm her wolves and stop the moon shift. And to have a psychic gift. He would have taken Betas with clairvoyant gifts or mind readers. They are the most useful in a pack. If successful, the product of the conception would be able to read minds or see the future, control the wolves’ moon shift, and be stronger than any female Alpha, nearly stronger than any male Alpha.”
    Disbelief flashed across her face. “No, that’s not it. There is a mistake. I can’t do any of those things.”
    “Yes, you can.” Cole spoke for the first time since sitting down. “I’ve seen it. I always thought it was amazing how you could calm someone down or build their anger with just a look. When you fight, you’re damn near ruthless, but you never start it. You control your emotions so well, that if I hadn’t known you my entire life, I’d think you were a cold-hearted bitch.”
    Leave it to Cole to say something important yet sound like a complete jackass. Jasper opened his mouth, but Sidda beat him to it.
    “Wow, thanks.” She glared at Cole.
    “No, don’t get mad. It’s a compliment. I’ve always wanted a fraction of your