Silas completely ignored Florence. His intense stare never left me.
Then he shifted slightly, and a wave of fire-roasted marshmallow scent drifted toward me. Instantly, my final scent mystery was solved. That meant Cole had to be the vanilla and cherry scent.
Goddess help me.
Maybe the goddess heard my silent prayer because Silas finally blinked. He broke eye contact, turned around, and walked back into the house.
Confusion and uneasiness crashed into me all at once.
My wolf had been strangely quiet around him. Not because she wasn't interested... quite the opposite. She very much wanted to roll around in his scent. But underneath that attraction was a strong layer of caution. She was afraid too.
Until Silas revealed his true intentions, we'd both need to be extremely careful around
