SEAN
There was something strange about Caroline. The more I looked at her (and it was very difficult not to do so) the more I was sure of it.
There was something off with her.
She's probably just nervous, I thought. I mean, this is a sort of engagement party dinner.
Still... Part of me knew it wasn't that, or at least not only that.
That part, by the way, was my wolf: since he'd seen her, there had been no way to contain his curiosity and excitement, just like that evening at Hermann's tavern. I'd never seen him so interested in something or someone, but Caroline ... well, she'd absolutely conquered him.
"You know, not much is known about you in the US," my mother smiled at her. It was clear that she liked Caroline: she'd always had a keen eye when it came to people and their persona
