Blane was waiting outside his cottage. Once again, there had been an illusion we were alone with him. But now all I could do was keep scanning the area. His wolves would be out there, and it was infuriating that I couldn't sense or see them. His arms were crossed , and his eyes had zeroed in on Harriett who had been half hiding behind us all. A predatory flash danced across his eyes as he took her in, now s****l. I understood it , because she acted so meek, but still smelt like the enemy. It would make his wolf want to hunt. Taunt and torment. Like when a wolf chases a fluffy bunny. Playing with its food before it strikes hot.
" Who is the flight risk that is half hidden behind your mate ? " He asked Xanda. His chin had tipped in her direction.
Xanda had scowled and took a step towards
