Lydia's expression shifted so smoothly I almost missed it, the flash of rage replaced instantly by wounded confusion. When she spoke again, her voice trembled with what sounded like genuine hurt.
"I don't understand what's happening here." She looked around at the assembled wolves, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Kai, baby, what have you told these people? What lies-" She caught herself, shaking her head. "No, I'm sorry. You're not lying. You're confused. You've been under so much stress lately."
I felt Kai tense beside me, saw the way his certainty wavered.
"I'm not confused," he said, but his voice lacked conviction.
"Of course you are, sweetheart." Lydia's tone was so gentle, so understanding. "You haven't been sleeping well. The nightmares, the paranoia, I've been so worrie
