I thought I had been breaking the maid down. The girl was not as weak as everyone had believed. I had known from the moment she passed through our doors who the pair of them were. They were the ones from a night all too long ago. A night that had interfered with my plans...
But just as Wren's expression faltered. The words of her heritage registering within her so-called feeble mind the arrival of my dumb fucker of a cousin and the woman he believed to be the one woman who saved him, looking all adoring had ruined the moment. The look of pain within Wren's eyes as her eyes fell upon them brought me questioning a few things.
But I had no time to question them as the little she-wolf fled. Wren had wasted no time in making her escape. Evidently the very thought of being near my cousin and his soon-to-be bride was too painful for the young maid. But the question was why?
