“I heard the door,” she said quietly. “Did Kass leave?”
“She sure did.” And if he had anything to say about it, she’d stay the hell away from Karla. The woman was clearly vicious. He didn’t like her and neither did his wolf.
“That’s good. She was stressing me earlier.”
“About?” He didn’t really need to ask. He knew she’d been stressed the moment he walked into the room. Her distress had alarmed his animal. He’d scented anxiety and knew he had to find a way to reassure her or he’d never calm his beast.
“I don’t really want to talk about it.” She snuggled in closer, draping her leg over his.
This was it. He had to get her to talk to him. To open up some of those doors she locked all her emotions behind.
“I can tell you that I can’t believe you’re both related.”
She turned her face up
