Just as Knight was about to begin his explanation, the blonde took a hesitant step forward. Her head c****d to the side, eyes squinted at us—not at us, at Knight. “Is that … it can’t be.” Her words trailed off as the rest of us looked about in confusion. “Hey, Ash,” Knight greeted with a sheepish smile. Her face lit with glee. “I knew it!” She rushed into his arms, her sudden movement startling me into retreating backward. He lifted her in a welcoming embrace, and heat rose in my cheeks. I wasn’t the only one annoyed at the happy reunion. Michael, one of the huntsmen, crossed his bulky arms, looking positively livid. “How have you been? Hopefully staying far away from the kitchen?” Knight asked playfully. They obviously had some history together. Since he’d been a wolf, I doubted there was
