Nate had noticed something was not all right. Lara had come back from her solitary afternoon in a complicated mood.
She would smile and play with the pups, chatting with Nate as everything was just like usual. Yet, she wasn't fine.
Something was bugging her, and there were too many things that could go wrong for Nate to guess what the issue was.
First of all, Alpha Polenta.
«Has someone looking suspicious or... ehm, dark-haired approached you?» Nate asked.
Lara winced, looking at her clothes in search of clues. Doctor Mason had black hair, indeed, but how could Nate notice?
«I mean, black wolves... Have you been approached by one?»
«Oh, I wasn't approached by anyone, Nate. I just met with a person. It's a woman, by the way... Just so you know.»