She had no idea what had happened to Kess or where Rafe was—no one was telling her anything. It was making her mad. She didn’t like being kept in the dark like she was still a child. Big brother had told her to not to go anywhere--like she even could--his mind obviously on other things as he helped Kess into the house. So here she sat, epically bored and dangerously curious.Kess had looked pretty out of it in the car. They’d found her in that side street on her hands and knees. Cormac had tried to get out of her what had happened, but she wasn’t in any condition to say much. She just kept her arms around her middle and her head down, leaning against Mac as they made it back to the car. She’d managed to get out that she’d gotten jumped but that Rafe hadn’t been the one to do it. Lenore had smiled. Of course he hadn’t. Rafe couldn’t do something like that.She knew her brother didn’t like Rafe. Mac liked it even less that she liked the werehyena, that they were friends, or maybe something more.
