Candido shook his head. “Them smelling different to you could mean any number of things. Smelling something isn’t part of your job. Being level-headed, obeying orders, and acting in the best interest of the werewolf world is your job.”
I pouted. “You’re just being mean to me.”
“Whatever you want to believe.” Candido walked past me. “It’s not that far.”
I stomped after him, grumbling. I couldn’t believe Candido was being like this. I’d show him that I was Pandora for a reason. None of this was my fault. None of this had anything to do with me. I shouldn’t be blamed just because I wanted to be at his side. If anyone should be blamed, it should be him not looking into the vampire situation more thoroughly.
I made all those discoveries. I found Claire. I’m the reason that Francium and Fra
