Nate was confused by what Lara and her father were saying to each other. As confused as to tilt his head.
He was her father, there was no doubt. Steve was the man closest to Lara he had ever met. The two looked alike and had something in common in their scent. Lara resembled Steve so much more than she resembled Grace.
However, he didn't interfere. The two were talking as if Luther was the one, but Nate was sure he wasn't. He wouldn't say it out loud, for who could believe a wolf's instinct? But the DNA tests could confirm his claims.
It didn't matter, actually. Lara's birth parents had abandoned her, losing any right to claim her as their daughter. Her real father's identity was a matter of secondary importance. Even if it gave Steve an alibi, Nate couldn't forgive him. And he hoped Lara wouldn't either.
«Let's go,» he said. They had told Steve what they wanted to, and he feared Lara would break down after the news.