Chapter 41 Where The Hell Is She?
- Lazaro’s POV
- I stormed into the house around 1:44am, my chest still boiling with rage at the encounter I’d just had with my wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing of a cousin.
- Well, I’d always known he was a wolf underneath all that saint crap, anyway. He couldn’t deceive me. He knew that. And that was why he outed himself faster.