Chapter 23
Eyes Wide Open
We had settled in the parlor around the fire. Hernando had gotten Lafitte a blanket. Damián poured me a large glass of bourbon and joined me on the sofa. For a few moments, we remained quiet, listening to the crackle of the fire as the smell of pine adorned the room.
Hernando kicked off the conversation. “I must confess. Whatever that creature may be, it was definitely not a werewolf,” his gaze grabbed mine through his drinking glass. “Miss Brown, do you have any suggestions?”
“In all my experiences, I’ve never encountered an animal such as this before. And I am certain it is the same animal that attacked Justin and me.” I rooted my fingers through my hair, full of frustration.
Damián’s brows dropped into a V. “Justin was attacked?”
“Not exactly.” I wrinkled
