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Isobel let Charles take the lead, only speaking when he reached the part where he had taken Emma to safety. “You shifted during the day out in the open?” Henry asked with a disapproving frown, and Isobel saw James’s body stiffen out of the corner of her eye. “Did anybody see you?” “No,” Isobel replied immediately, outraged at what he was implying. “The path we were on is a private one that leads to our stables, and it’s lined with trees. Nobody could have seen me.” “I think you’re forgetting what’s important here,” Charles said, his tone bordering on angry. “We were attacked and if Isobel hadn’t stepped in, one or more of our guards would have been killed. Their blades were coated in wolfsbane and they had a clear agenda. They were only interested in the Lycans. Whether they wanted to