Chapter Twenty Three - It Was Her

Lucy stared uncertainly at the motionless figure of Noah as he stood on the other side of the bed with his fists balled at his side, his wolf’s furious aura still present, but vastly diminished and seemingly directed elsewhere.

“Noah…” She said, her voice shaking slightly and without much of a plan of what else she intended to say.

“Don’t, Lucy.” He answered tightly, holding a hand up in front of him, “I can’t even look at you right now. This is too much…”

Lucy stiffened slightly and she wanted to scream at him that he was out of order and that what she did in her own time was none of his business as they were no longer an item, but the knowledge of what he would do to Theo if he even thought that Lucy felt even a fraction more than friendship for him, stopped her from saying anything further.

“What I want to know is why the fuck he came here tonight,” Maia snarled furiously, “We were sleeping. He had no business letting himself in here without our consent.”

“I know, Maia. Maybe it wa