Adrian
I was reviewing patrol rotations at my desk when Marcus knocked and told me there was a car coming up the drive.
“Whose?”
“One of the Bradford town cars, sir.” He paused carefully. “Miss Lily’s in it.”
I set down my pen. There was no reason for Lily Bradford to be at my manor. There was every reason for her not to be. Three weeks ago I had ended a mating arrangement in front of half the pack, and the girl had gone home and put a rope over a rafter.
I had spent the last three weeks not thinking about that with a determination I was both proud of and ashamed of in equal measure.
I told myself the guilt was misplaced. Gryphon had arranged the match; I had gone along with it because an alliance with the Alpha’s household made sense. I had ended it because it stopped making sense t
