*Faye*
"Wait! Just one more question," I call after him.
He turns to me, his face devoid of curiosity. He doesn't truly care about my troubles or woes. Why has he come?
Does it matter?
Biting my lower lip, I take a step closer. "If a gentleman is bedding a she-wolf and has not asked for her hand in marriage, does it indicate his affection for her?"
"No." His terse response feels like a slap. Something must have shown on my face because he adds, "Tell me who it is, and I will confront him for taking advantage of you."
I let out a light laugh. "No one is bedding me. It's about a friend. She believes he loves her..."
"He might desire her, but he doesn't love her. It would be wise for her to end this relationship before she finds herself completely ruined." He says softly.
"And you kno
