MEANWHILE
Whitney arrived at the infirmary with Liam, chattering excitedly, oblivious to the fact that her impromptu guard, Charles, was silently fighting a battle of his own.
The air shifted the moment they stepped into the quiet medical area. Charles, who had been maintaining a professional distance, had to force himself to focus on the threat assessment instead of the intoxicating scent of his mate.
Liam led them to the room where Vanessa was kept. He turned to Whitney, his gaze instantly serious. "Remember, Whitney, she's terrified, and she's a rogue wolf. If she lashes out, step back immediately. Charles will intervene."
"Don't worry," Whitney said with a confident wave of her hand, completely undaunted. "I deal with temperamental people all the time. Just think of me as her n
