For a week Natalie had been sneaking out of the house under
the guise of going to rehearsal. Losing Brody stopped becoming an issue for her
as she continuously invented new ways to evade his guard. She and Blake had a
method for when she was coming to see him. He watches for her from the top of
the building and when the coast is clear she does something with her hair; toss
it over her shoulder, fix her bang and he comes to open the door.
The two were becoming quick friends but it never stopped his
wolf from scratching up his insides the more that word was being used; he craved
more. “Those ladies I saw you with in your backyard, are they going to be at
this masque you mentioned before?”
