I stared at Daniel Wildhouse, the man who acted as if we were involved in an affair, and I couldn’t believe what he was telling me. Did he just call Mark the lock as in the missing part required for the key to the past to work? How was that even possible?
My eyes grew wide with the realization that obviously Theresa knew about it, otherwise, why was she so close to his house when she was attacked by Adan? It was too much, goddess, I couldn’t take it, it felt as if she just betrayed me anew. Finally, my wolf woke up, protective instincts kicking in – neither of us would allow Mark to get hurt in all this, even if it was us who tried to hurt him in the first place.
As I stared in Daniel’s eyes, as I tried to wrap my mind around what the hell was going on, another realization hit me. His
