Page 67 of Virtue
Her fingers trailed from his neck and her lips landed on his cheek, her fresh-as-sunrise scent filling his lungs. He opened his eyes in time to see her crossing to the door.
“I’ll bring you a list of healers as soon as I can get it,” she said.
“Thank you.” His voice was all gravel.
With a small wave goodbye, she allowed the door to close behind her.
She was right. Silas would catch up to Alex. He had to. After what Alex had done to his parents, his siblings, and his pack, Silas owed him vengeance. He wouldn’t be able to sleep until Alex was a pile of bones. He was a talented detective. It was only a matter of time.
Why then, as a detective, an alpha, and the smartest man she had ever known, could he not solve the mystery of Soleil’s heart? He motioned to the bartender to refill his vodka and tonic. There may not be any answers at the bottom of the glass, but tonight he was going to keep drinking.
At least until he ran out of questions.
For now, that was all he had.
