"Do you think there's another woman in the picture?" She posed the question that sent my heart racing and my words fleeing. I averted my eyes, refusing to meet hers, fearing that the truth would betray me. My inner wolf urged me to spill everything, to reveal the absolute truth, but I fought to keep my tongue tied, fully aware of the consequences that awaited me. Daisy seemed oblivious to the connection between Kyle and me, despite her irritating presence. I could sense her genuine love for him, and it burdened me with guilt.
Summoning every ounce of courage within me, I mustered a smile and replied, "To my knowledge, there is no other woman. You see, Kyle is a reserved individual. I've never witnessed him surrounded by women before, except for Ivy." As soon as Ivy's name escaped my lips,
