What are you up to? I inquire suspiciously.
He must be close, because almost as soon as the message leaves my head his cozy chuckle fills my senses. You’ll see, trouble. Are you being a good girl and letting Cora and Isabel take care of you?
You mean your evil minions? I huff, They’re taking far too much pleasure in tricking me, in fact they’re just asking to get bitten.
No biting, little wolf. Sinclair admonishes, his tone sounding much too indulgent for me to take to heart.
My wolf grumbles mutinously, a new thought striking then. If Sinclair is the one responsible for this upset, then maybe he’s the one who should pay the price. What about you? She asks slyly, can I bite you?
Maybe later. He laughs, and I don’t try to hide my disappointment. We’ll be together soon enough. For no
