Chapter 17: Dinner With Johnson

Trista’s POV

I looked at Dagny in shock! Shifted? She knew I was a werewolf? But how?

Before I could ask though, she waved her hand dismissively, changing the subject.

“You’ve had a long day. Take a long hot shower. Relax. I’ll have your dinner brought to your room.” Then she patted me affectionately on the arm and walked away.

The room was really nice. A four-post bed sat in the middle. There was a private ensuite bathroom. I walked to the giant picture window and opened it. A fresh breeze blew wafted into the room.

Serafina yawned lazily. I hadn’t felt her in awhile. Seeing Liam had been too overwhelming for her. She still remembered the pain of being rejected, so she’d gone into hiding. But now, here at Johnson’s family home, she awakened.

“Dagny knows I’m a wolf,” I told Serefina. “But how? Is she a werewolf too?”

Serafina shook her head. “I didn’t pick up any werewolf scent on her,” she admitted.

Hm.