His eyes narrowed slightly.
“What about her?” He asked, puzzle.
“What do you know about her?”
Damon leaned back in his chair.
“A great deal…I don't think she should be that important.” He muttered.
“Then tell me.”
“She is exactly what I've told you she is.”
“A manipulator?” I asked.
“Yes.” He said firmly.
I stared at him. “You're certain?”
“Completely.” He shook his head.
“Why?”
Damon closed the file in front of him.
“Because I've watched people like her before, I know her Lycan.”
“That isn't an answer.” I clenched my fist.
“It is when you've spent enough years studying human behavior and people like Wren are just…How can I put it—”
I walked closer to the desk.
“She said something.” I cut in
Damon's expression remained blank.
“She said something that I remember sayin
