Quinn hadn’t met their significant others yet. She was glad because she already knew she had a lot to learn about how she would fit into the pack. Adding more personalities to it was going to make it that much harder.

“See how many people’s lives you’ve touched? You’ve brought nothing but good luck to Maui,” Lani said. “I might have to take you to Vegas with me.”

“Stop, Lani,” Kira said. “This is not the time to joke around.”

Lani’s smile turned into a scowl, and Quinn could see how they might go at each other if given a chance. It was going to be tricky to suddenly figure out how to have sisters and not side with one or the other when spats popped up.

“It’s fine,” Quinn replied. “But excuse me. I need to go talk to the Makenas.”

She searched the crowd until she found them, then headed their way. They stood side by side looking out at the ocean, not touching but close enough to do so if they wanted.

Quinn had gone to them less than a week ago, and finally they knew where their daughter had gone. Sadly, if her mother had only checked in with them, she would’ve found out that less than five years after she ran away, her parents divorced, then both found their sobriety on their own. Once they’d battled their demons, they came back together for companionship. And probably to share their sorrow that the only good thing they ever had together was gone. They’d waited for their daughter to come home, waiting with hope up to the very minute that Quinn knocked on their door and introduced herself.

It was a hard meeting but one that was necessary. There was no Elizabeth Senna. Not officially, anyway. Instead, Quinn now had to reconcile the memory of the woman who’d raised her with that of Beth Makena, the long-lost daughter of a heartbroken couple who needed closure.

Quinn had brought her box of photos when she met the couple, and sorting through the pictures gave them relief that their daughter had lived a decent life and had been happy in her role as Quinn’s mother. They admitted that the crime she’d committed against the Monroes weighed heavily on their minds but said that it appeared their daughter was projecting onto Quinn what she herself had lacked as a child: a devoted parent and a childhood free of trauma.

“It wasn’t right what she did,” Mr. Makena said, “but we understand why she did it.” Mrs. Makena agreed and said she knew her daughter probably thought she was saving Quinn from the ongoing battle between the Rochas and Crowes—and probably the curse as well.