“Of course it’s impossible,” she said quickly. “We’re not related, sweetheart. Your wolf was probably just confused from all the excitement.”
But her voice sounded strained, and she wouldn’t quite meet my eyes. Something was off about her reaction, but before I could ask about it, Alexander appeared at my elbow.
“Ready to head back to the house?” he asked, offering me his arm.
I blinked, surprised he had returned so quickly. “I thought you and Gabriel—”
“All finished,” Alexander cut me off, eyes flickering with something I couldn’t quite read. “Come on. Let’s get you back inside. You look exhausted.”
Truthfully, I was. I let Alexander help me to my feet, glancing over my shoulder to find Lilith gathering our mugs and scurrying away. She didn’t look at me.
Strange…
