Julien leaned in toward Sam, grinning like trouble personified. Scarlett set her plate down next to Ronan, raising a questioning eyebrow at him.
“New face,” Julien said, leaning closer to study Sam with open curiosity. “And no scent.”
Ronan’s shoulders stiffened as Scarlett’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Julien just tilted his head, still smiling. “That’s weird. Like… really weird.”
“What’s weird?”
Ronan’s unease deepened as Elias sat down beside Scarlett, his plate already overflowing with food.
“Ronan’s new friend,” Julien explained quickly. “She has no scent.”
Elias stared at her for a long moment, his gaze sharp and assessing. “You seem… familiar?”
Sam tilted her head slightly. “Were you at the bar a couple weeks ago with Ronan?”
His eyes widened. “Yeah, I was.”
“E went to a bar?”
