I sat beside her, choosing to be her comfort if she needed it. I was as shocked as Xnada looked. She was so OK with me. But I could also tell he was wary. But my wolf , she had taken to her. More than she had Tasmin if I am honest. My wolf was in protective and nurturing mode around her. Like we needed to mother her. Even though she was, I think, the same age as me, or around my age anyway. Unless it was the vamp genetics that was making her look young, and she was actually older.
Xanda went and sat across from us, the way he was being so considerate to her. Well, it was eye-opening. Just weeks ago, I would never have expected him to be so soft. I had seen him as this soulless, dark, heartless monster. He had been though, especially to me. What other way could I have viewed him in the be
