She’d slept late the following day and had eaten breakfast in her suite, before going downstairs. It was nearly 11am and as she stepped into the foyer, Anthony and Christy were walking in through the front doors of the packhouse, likely Christy had just been released from the pack hospital.
She greeted them. “It’s good to see you’re up and about, all healed from your fall into the canyon.” Mischa stated, and they both turned and looked at her. Once again, he’d not known she was right there. He and his beast could only smell Christy, she realized when he was that close to them together, Christy was all-consuming. He'd blinked at seeing her walking towards them.
She supposed that Christy’s scent had now also eclipsed her for him and his beast. It was, she thought, as she’d guessed. Christy
