Lucian’s POV
I was furious. I know Zane told me the man with Delilah was my little brother, but who the hell does he think he is letting her put her hands on him? I needed confirmation of who he was after getting the sense that I knew him. His scent was familiar as the wind blew it across the field. But it was nothing compared to the scent of Delilah as it danced through the wind along with his.
Now I’m stuck in this dreadful old house pacing through the living room.
“We need to rest if you plan to go through with taking the rogue pack tomorrow. By the way, did you find anyone to help us?” Luther, of course, is always the wise one.
“Actually I did. Remember Oscar from the boarding school?”
“Yes,” he replied hesitantly.
“Well, he owes me one and was happy to play the distraction f
