Jeremy’s POV
Something was bothering Claire, I smelled it. Not fear exactly. That carries a sharp, metallic edge. This was different. Thinner and restless. Like something unsettled, pulled tight and vibrating under the skin.
Claire’s scent had shifted since yesterday, and when I asked if everything was okay, she had been too quick to reassure me. But her uneasiness bothered the wolf in me so much that I kept rereading the same paragraph without absorbing a word.
Closing my eyes, I pull at my nose and drop the file, leaning back in my chair. I’m in my office on another workday, but my new wife is on my mind. Work keeps moving whether my head does or not. Contracts. Depositions. A zoning appeal that should have been resolved months ago. A civil dispute between two brothers who hate each
