Esme's P.O.V.
"Are you sure he's here? You said he'll be outside. I-I don't see Beta Dawson anywhere..." I couldn't help but ask already. We walked deep enough to the packed garden. I don't think he's taking me to the right place. "L-Luther?" I called for his attention.
He paused abruptly and I almost hit my nose on his hard back. He quickly turned to look at me.
"I saw him here. Do you not believe me?" he asked. There's something weird about his tone of voice. I can't pick it up, yet. I just know that something is wrong. His eyes kept looking from left to right like he was worried that someone might show up. "I think I can smell his scent from there..." He pointed to the hedges that served as fences. It is the farthest I could be from the mansion.
Why would Dawson go there?
