Delilah's palm lightly brushed Bella's cheek as she crouched over her on the couch. Her face seemed peaceful in her deep slumber, and she no longer held worry lines between her eyebrows anymore. Delilah had been successful in her job, and now it was time to collect her payment and leave. Brian had his body leaned on his desk while nursing a glass of alcohol, and she could feel his burning gaze on her back as he waited rather impatiently for her. The man had done nothing but insistently pester her about hurrying up and almost disrupted her spells.
Locking back Bella's wolf had been more strenuous this time than the last, leaving Delilah exhausted. She seemed totally normal now with the dark veins on her face gone and her irises back to their brown color, but she was drained from the whole
