In the kitchen…
Damon pried his arm free from Cassie's hold and her eyes widened in surprise.
Why did he back away? Why was he frowning? Things were going well, damn it!
She composed herself and called sweetly, "Alpha Damon, do you think I was out of line?"
"Cassie, you accused a teenage girl of being a thief. Do you really think that my pack members have a need to come here and steal food?"
Cassie pressed her lips into a line, feeling wronged. "But she was in the dark which is proof that she was up to no good. How could she see anything with the lights off?"
Damon took a moment to process what Cassie said, and he realized that Cassie was right: Talia was in the dark.
The light in the kitchen was off and so was the one in the hallway. The visibility was close to nil.
Werewolves have enhanced senses, proportional to the strength of their wolf.
