West POV
West knew that it was a lie, and he was certain that T.J. did as well. West could not smell any blood. When Jo-anne had shot out of her chair, more than startling both him and T.J., all his Alpha senses had kicked in, on high alert. T.J. had been sleeping with his chin on his chest snoring softly, and West was pretty certain all his Beta instincts had kicked in as well.
West, on the other hand, had been sitting staring at her, watching her sleep over there in the chair not more than 4 feet from him. She seemed quite comfortable around him. It was odd, considering their previous relationship. His eyes had been moving over her body, she was quite tall now, though she could still curl up into a tiny ball, it seemed.
When she had woken and struggled to get out of that chair and not
