Delilah sat in the back seat of Wesley’s sleek black car with her arms folded tightly across her chest as the driver pulled away from the city center. Her red lips were pressed so hard together they nearly disappeared.
She stared out the window, but her thoughts were far from calm.
Her inner wolf growled irritably.
‘We need to try again. You should have seduced him properly last night. He was softening.’
‘He was distracted!’ Delilah hissed under her breath. ‘Thinking about that woman again. He always is, lately’
Her wolf scoffed. ‘Then use the last vial.’
Delilah’s hand drifted subconsciously to her purse, where the slender glass vial was tucked safely inside. Pale pink liquid shimmered inside being the last of her emergency manipulation serum. Dangerous. Rare. Effectiv
