Chapter 179

Whole forty eight hours later, everyone sagged with relief. Nora had to believe that. Because she knew she did.

Just then, the door to Noah's office tore open. Forcefully enough to ricochet off the adjacent wall. She was in an adjoining room, while Noah was in New York arranging to return here-with Vanessa. The interim relief of bare thirty seconds, was shot out of the equation when her wolf realized it was the cat bursting down office doors. He was probably here to talk to Mikhail, who had conveniently moved with Beatrice to older Abel's house because he didn't want to face Nora yet. She understood, abstractly knew the reasons, but it hurt to be punished for the crimes of her father. When being an innocent bystander had felt like a crime in itself.

Eyes wild, the damn panther narrowed them to slits, she felt like he was mentally ticking off imperfections in her appearance.

"Why isn't Mikhail here?" Okay then, the civil small talk can go dump itself in the garbage bin.

"He wanted t