[Rosco’s POV]
I lead Denali into Le Creme while Elise and Marty follow behind us, and even if Denali explained to me why we were going along with this clear criminal's game, the urge to turn around and rip her to shreds grows in me.
Inside, I feel Fabian also chomping at the bit to get his claws on the one who framed our woman, but I keep him at bay. Even if I hated it, Denali’s plan was logical. If Elise was the mastermind behind everything that happened to us, then we needed to keep her close so that we could discover any further plots she may be plotting and get the antidote to the poison that still flowed in Denali’s veins.
“Welcome,” our waiter calls as we move forward. “Please, follow me this way.”
Nodding, I wrap an arm around Denali and begin to move until we reach our table. O
