With a direct stare, Ethan examined her face so deeply it felt like he was dissecting her core truth, she could feel him stripping off her protective layers. For a moment, it looked like he was about to call her bluff.
She spoke in a defensive tone, "Look. You must think I have some hidden agenda, but stalking or causing trouble are not my intentions."
"Okay."
She blinked. "What?"
He raised an eyebrow. "The Vanessa part? That's true," he said, his tone nonchalant like he already knew. "A wolf—or maybe just me," he added, sounding like he was way too impressed with himself, "can tell when someone's lying."
Then his eyes moved over her slowly. "But the part about not being trouble?" He shook his head. "No. You are hiding something which I cannot figure out precisely."
Lyd
