[Derek’s POV]
Ophelia glanced at me in panic, but I had been a pro at hiding our true identities from Dee. I turned, feigning a lopsided grin, and answered her question: “We don’t consider you a mere human; we consider you a fragile doll.”
Nadia for all her sass and wit, never really doubted me. This time too, the trick thankfully worked. Her face reddened, and she glared at me.
“Oh we have superior human forms now, do we?” She groused, folding her hands across her chest. I didn’t miss the way she smelled like me, that the t-shirt she was wearing was once again one of my own that I had sneakily given to her.
It immensely pleased my wolf that despite not knowing what our true connection, she had subconsciously accepted it. The way she was affected by my closeness, or the way she lean
