Chap 42

Madison's eyes were suddenly inscrutable, all pretense of good humor gone. Her brow puckered in a frown as she looked at me impatiently. Then, her face suddenly relaxed into a blank mask. It was too late though. I had already seen her irritation. I wondered if it was directed at me, Dante, or if it was as a result of the recent happenings in the pack. Madison was beginning to stir my curiosity. Beneath that seemingly cheerful nature, something was going on. She looked around the room, as if willing Dante to materialize from thin air. I didn't move out of the way in case she harbored the thought of coming further into the room.

"You have not answered my question," I reminded her.

She shrugged. "I wanted to see Dante. There is something important I want to talk to him about."

I was about to ask what she wanted to talk about that couldn't wait until a decent hour in the morning, but I didn't. It wouldn't do for me to seem overly concerned about her dealings with Dante. I put a poker f