Page 28 of Wolf’s Fated Bride

I look around. “Where?”

“On my bed.”

I hesitate. “It will leave a scent.”

Dark eyes stare.

Does he want me to leave my scent on his bed? Wha…? I’m confused.

“Sit down.”

When an alpha male uses his commanding tone, wolves sit. Period. I plop my ass onto his bed, grab his pillow, and put it over my middle as a shield against the incoming interrogation. I have to fess up. I know I do.

“Don’t make me ask you again.”

“I was looking for the vial of medicine Sven made you.”

Ash’s gaze flicks outside. “I see you found it.”

I pull the frozen medicine out of my pocket. “Does your medicine get stored below freezing? Is that why it’s outside?”

“No.”

“Why did you put it there?”

“I have my reasons. Why are you stealing it?”

“Because…because…” I open my mouth and close it. Open. Close. Nothing comes out. Some wolves can detect a lie. It’s because of the perspiration and discomfort a person emits when lying. Ash is probably one of those wolves who can tell when someone is lying to them.

Sneaking into his private suite was a bad idea. But I can’t let the Fireborn Alpha die in our pack when I think that’s what might happen to him. And I also can never betray my sister.

“Sven isn’t as good an alchemist as he thinks he is. He’s made mistakes before that have gotten Sören sick. I fear that if he makes a mistake with you, the repercussions will be catastrophic for us all.”

“Are you trying to save me, or your pack from me?”

“My pack.”

“Hm. Do you think Sven will harm me by accident or on purpose?”

“Accident,” I lie.

Ash smiles. “Little wolf, he will harm me on purpose. Nobody benefits if I live uncontrolled.”

“You know!” I hiss.

“Not for certain, but since my own mother tried to poison me, I don’t accept anything from strangers.”

I gape.

Ash’s smile is deranged. “It’s true. She tried to save the world from me, but once the fire catches air, it can’t be contained.” He looks out the window as if recalling memories and scrubs his face before turning back to me again. “Now I have you looking out for me. Tell me, how long have you been with Sven?”

Here comes a pile of stinky lies. “It’s recent. I’ll deny it in front of my parents and Sören, so don’t tell them.”

“How recent?”

“A few months.”

Ash grinds his teeth. “I’m sorry to have to be the one who will separate you from your lover.”