"Explain to you?" I repeat, raising an eyebrow. "You're the ones who watched it happen!"
"And you're the one who he took into my goddamn house," Alpha Andre retorts coolly.
"So I'll say it again," he stands up straight as if to add an intimidation factor, "What does he want with you?"
I realize that I don't want to tell them. This thing between me and 'that monstrous bastard,' assuming it is what I think it is, is too personal to be ruined by Andre's opinion and Nathan's hatred.
So I play dumb instead.
"I don't know what he wants," I answer, adding an irritated tone to make it sound believable.
Andre hums as his eyes rake over me, from head to foot and back. Deciding whether to believe me or not. Whether to kill his prey or let it walk another day.
"That's his shirt," he observe
