Chapter 78

Noah was rethinking the whole

evening. It played like a scene, one after another, when his wolf couldn't catch a break. Rudiger was against Desmond, and if he saw the evening to an end, in some ways Desmond's daughter will be too.

He sifted through the papers, looking for everyday things- a pen, or a pencil, was a task in itself. Because Vanessa set them up however she wanted. And for the life of him, he couldn't tell her otherwise. He spent a whole evening with a beautiful woman, one he would've done everything in his power to take her to his bed. Why could he only think about the one he was soon going to get rid of?

Vanessa knew he'd be in his cave. Hidden away after the party. That was his way of ending the day with order intact.

She saw him leaning over the table and wanted to replace whatever held his attention. Noah, from a distance, looked more pious. And whatever they had was worth consideration, effort and seeing beyond one's pain. It was no help that casual Noah was stam