Genevieve:
"I don't know what went down at the mansion, but Emre seemed really on edge," I mentioned as I hurriedly headed home. Wolvin was doing his best to keep up with my pace; otherwise, he would have left me way behind. His big limbs gave him a clear advantage over my average-sized legs.
"Maybe they were just anxious about you?" Wolvin suggested, and I sighed, uncertain if that was the case.
"No, it wasn't just that. There was something else in his tone," I disagreed, shaking my head. "He specifically mentioned something happening in the mansion."
Recalling his words, I quickened my pace. It felt strange not finding any of my mates in front of the mansion waiting for me. Normally, they'd come out to greet me if they were waiting.
"Something's definitely not right," I mumbled unde
