He left me for two days, and here he stands looking like butter wouldn’t melt. I smile, but my face warps and drops into a worried scowl. “You smell like wolf. What have you been doing?” Lee sniffs him then groans. “Something he thinks is clever, no doubt.” “I am standing right here.” Daniel glowers at us. “Ask me your questions rather than plucking stray thoughts and making half formed opinions.” Lee puts her tiny fists to her rounded hips. “Well then?” She goes very still, hearing the answer formed in his mind before he speaks it aloud. “I went to see the South-western Pack Alpha.” Rearing back, I wobble. Panic amasses inside, putting pressure on my chest. It invades my pores and wafts off me in pungent waves. It’s spine chilling to smell your own fear, to taste it in the back of your throat. I choke back hysteria. I never knew what the hell hysteria was before I met Daniel. “I think I hallucinated. Did you say you visited the South-western Pack Alpha? Visit?
