Leah
I sighed as I sat next to Anton in the dim light of early morning. Keanu was sleeping on the recliner even though I'd told him he could use my room. He'd refused, insisting on staying close to Anton in case anything happened during the night. But I knew that he really just wanted to be close to me just in case.
Mary's room had been clean. Too clean. As if she'd never lived in it before. Every surface had been scrubbed, every drawer emptied. Not a single personal item remained. I still needed to search the room she'd shared with Shane, but I suspected she hadn't left any trace of evidence there either.
As I held Anton's hand, I felt his fingers move against mine.
My eyes snapped up to find his looking back at me. They were tired, confused but alert. Thank goodness for his Alpha blo
