She tilts her head.
“When?”
“Sometimes.”
The triplets exchange identical looks.
“No way,” all three say together.
Traitors.
“So, you just happen to be here because?”Daria asks.
Rafaella grins.
“Rand knows our dad.”
“Yep,” I say.“Just stopped by to say hello.”
“And maybe ask Daddy something,” Owen adds.
Little brats are gifted with Wolf precognition.
“Mind your business.”
The kids laugh.
Daria shakes her head.
“Your friend’s family is adorable.”
“Our whole Pack is!”Owen says.
I freeze.
But if Daria notices something wrong, she doesn’t say anything.
She even smiles.
Shit.
He said Pack.
Before I can think of something to say, one of the puppies squirms free.
Valen lunges after him.
His foot catches on the grooming table.
He falls hard.
A sharp cry splits the air.
“Ow!”
Blood appears instantly where he'd bitten through his lip.
Everything happens at once.
