"Emma is your mate?" Clem asked, not pleased at all at the turn of events since he would have to let go of his silly need for the redhead, but still bewildered at the information he was just getting.

"Oh God." He muttered.

"Does your father know?" He asked Derek, knowing how bent the Alpha was, on making his twin, Derek's mate.

"Not yet." Derek replied. "This should be between us for now." He added, rubbing his forehead tiredly. He still didn't know where his little witch ...