Talking Suspicions

Kiera noticed Jerome at the entrance of the sitting room. He had a file in his hand, and he tapped the palm of his other hand. She could see his mind racing over something in his head as he hesitated there in the doorway. That must be the file Dean mentioned, and Jerome must have read it. Whatever was in it didn’t bode well for Dean’s temperament. Kiera was debating whether she should excuse herself or stay for this.

Jerome decided for her, and the male entered handed the file without a word to Dean. Without a word, he all but fled the room before Dean could thank him for it.

That wasn’t a suspicious in the least. For a wolf, he was a coward sometimes. Why Dean used him in the office when he was desperate confused her. But it wasn’t her business. What really confused her was that the coward was supposed to be an enforcer but couldn’t handle giving a little bad news.

“What’s that exactly, Dean?”

“My uncle’s file on my father. It must be bad if Jerome