*Lydia*
I considered tossing the warm tea into his face, but since he hasn't laughed out loud yet, I hope maybe he is merely trying to put me at ease with his teasing. Or maybe he just wants to embarrass me more. Still, I decide to take a risk, to hope that with my confession, he might see his way clear to help me.
I lift my book off the sofa and extend it toward him. His eyes widen in surprise as he takes my offering and trails his fingers over the cover.
"Correct behavior of a She-wolf," he murmurs. He raises his gaze to mine, a question in his eyes.
If I keep blushing under the heat of his perusal, I swear I will be able to boil a new pot of tea. "I'm trying to educate myself on what's acceptable behavior in the high packs."
"While I must confess to not knowing you well, I can hard
