Too much damage

Too Much Damage

Coal

I paced a living room I'd never been in before. After I'd seen Brinley's bruised cheek yesterday, I was shocked she thought she could tell me to leave it alone and I would agree. There was no way I was just going to let that go.

I had one of the answers the instant I sniffed her. She'd tried to erase his scent, but I was so hyper-aware of her unique smell, that the slightest change or addition was noticeable. And I had caught it. Langdon.

What I didn't understand was why.

I didn't know that wolf, but from my brief interactions with him, I didn't think he would stoop so low as to cause her physical harm. He seemed more honorable than that. So, I masked my face, not letting her see that I knew. I didn't want her to give me a partial answer. I wanted the complete truth, which meant I would be following her the next morning.

I waited in the shadows when she left, and kept a safe distance behind, out of eyesight, just following her scent. When I reached the large home,