The moment Sebastian stepped out of the room, he connected to Matt.
'Is he in custody yet?'
'I didn't go with them, but the men are out looking for him, he isn't in his room.' Matt replied.
'Where are you? You should have gone with them to catch the bastard.'
Sebastian said, the frustration he had successfully kept hidden from his wife bleeding through to his friend without an effort to hide it, for it was boiling too hot in his chest.
'Chill, Seb. I'm with Zoe right now, but I'm leaving. I'll meet you in a moment.'
Matt looked down at the she-wolf curled up asleep on her bed, her cheek pillowed against her hand and her face turned toward him, making her look more like the little girl he remembered than the twenty-two-year-old woman she had become.
The memory of what had happened a little while earlier, before she had fallen asleep, brought a small smile to his face.
