Ty watched as two of Michaela’s security personnel closed the doors to the den. His aunt walked over to the settee. She dropped her gloves onto the table before removing her jacket. She tossed it over the back of the settee before turning to sit down.
“Tell me about her,” Michaela requested in a quiet voice.
A shudder ran through Ty and he walked over to the window to stare out at the variety of vehicles on the driveway. His gaze locked on a dark shadow that moved near the entrance to the garden. A moment later, he saw a second shadow appear. Van and Peterson were in their wolf form.
“Her name is Ella. Several months ago I received a call about a nuisance animal breaking into buildings near the Olympic National Forest boundary. When I went to investigate, I discovered that one of the ra
