Samantha
I stare at Holden for a moment, not knowing what to say. Of course, the pants I gave the wraith were his favorite ones. Sighing, I shrugged. “Maybe they are still in the laundry.”
“No,” He shakes his head. “They were here yesterday. I saw them,” he says on the edge of anger.
I shrink back from him, “Sorry.”
Holden takes a deep breath. “I’m not mad at you, honey. I am just frustrated,” He reaches for me. I hesitate and stare at his hand. “Samantha,” He tries to smile.
I step toward him and let him touch my cheek. The tingles make me smile, and my wolf whimper. “I’m going to go check on Kade. I left him to dress himself,” I gesture.
Holden nods and continues looking around the closet, “Alright.”
I hurry to Kade’s room and find my son on the floor playing with his cars while o
