Daphne's POV
Something was awfully wrong. I could feel it in my gut the longer Taylor and I sat patiently waiting for Kieran to return. 'What could be keeping him all this time?' My wolf wondered at a point. I wanted so badly to trust in my mate, but a bitter thought of him and Janice reminiscing on what they used to share crossed my mind. My wolf growled in displeasure. 'He wouldn't cheat on us.' She tried to reason, but I could tell she too was entertaining the idea. Taylor had long slept after we emptied a tub of ice cream because my tireless efforts to make a somewhat edible dinner hit a dead end each time. The more I waited, the less hope I had in his fidelity to me. And when I jerked awake hours later, I confirmed it to be true. Not only was my mate smelling like another she-wolf, but I could also tell they had been intimate. The pheromones hit my nostrils, I had to fight back the dire need to vomit.
