HAROLD’S POV
I had thought the entourage coming from the Bluemoon pack with my ‘mate’ would have been here by now but close to an hour has passed and I haven’t heard or seen them. That one hour had been filled with short and curt attempts at small talk between Daisy and me.
As I looked back now at Daisy sitting on the armchair while I kept pacing by the window, I could see how the glint of the moon on her green eyes made it look ethereal like I never expected. She looked uneasy and bored at the same time and I didn’t blame her. My wolf felt the same way. I had done my best to convince him to stay still and not take over especially since if he came out, he would want to mark her and officially make her his. And I didn’t need that happening. Not now.
I turned back to the window and kept
