Mason sat alongside me on the sofa. I could see the concern in his gaze. I had no clue why this guy had taken a liking to me, nor why he seemed to care so damn much. I was a virtual stranger to him, but his caring was tying my stomach into knots. I didn't know whether to be touched by it or nervous about it. I knew he wanted to help me, and that was sweet, but his help came with complications I was certainly not ready for. And the moment Mason mentioned the werewolf council my heart began to race, and not for the good reasons it had been previously.
The things Dalton was involved in were far from legal, in either the human world or our own. But me knowing of his crimes, didn’t that make me as guilty as him? I had always been terrified that while living with him, he could be caught, and m
