Chapter 40
Lanie
I had no plans to meet Braden, but something was calling me back to our spot by the lake.
Was it a feeling he’d be there, or was it just stup id hope?
Sure, I could sense Xander and Zane’s presence, their emotions even, but we were more connected through the mate bond
than I’d initially thought.
With Braden, though, it was something else.
You want to see him. You want his dirty scent all over you, my wolf Lily teased.
But I told myself it wasn’t just that.
He had information, he knew things my mates didn’t.
Before Heft Xander and Zane, I’d name-dropped vampires and witches, just to see if there was any flicker of recognition behind their eyes.
But they ignored the comment altogether, which made me think they had no idea how deep the Council’s lies ran
All the more reason to slip from their grasp and wash my hands of all of this, sooner rather than later.
But first, I needed answers.

A wave of relief crashed over me as I walked up to the lake and saw Braden
Someone who might actually be able to help me out of this mess.
His back was to me, but I recognized the clean-cut hair, the flannel shirt, that tight as s in those perfectly-fitting jeans…
Go ds, he was gorgeous..
For one wild second, I imagined sneaking up behind him, wrapping my arms around his lean, muscular torso, pressing my face to his back, and inhaling deeply, letting his sp icy, intoxicating scent wrap itself around me.
Maybe Lily was right.
Just the thought sent a rush of longing straight to my center.
“Are you just going to stand there, or come and see me?” Braden called out, before turning around to face me.
Suddenly the heat that had settled between my legs rushed straight to my cheeks.
S hit. Could he smell how turned on I was?
He flashed me a wide, dazzlingly white smile and his green eyes twin kled mischievously.

That wasn’t helping things.
I walked up to him slowly, the scent i’d been craving wafting over me on the cool fall breeze.
Even though I wasn’t in my wolf form, his smell was still strong enough to send pleasant chills down my spine.
As I got closer, his eyebrows knitted together, and I thought he was going to call me out on my dirty thoughts
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“What’s wrong?” he asked.
I was taken aback, and his question made me feel vulnerable in a different way, like he could see straight into my soul.
When I didn’t answer right away, he smirked.
“I can scent your distress, remember?”
How could I forget? He’d said it’s what had “intrigued him the first time we met.
“Guess I can’t get away with anything around you, can I?”
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