Kapitel 222: Rifling

Andreas was in Zoe's lab, rifling through the bottles of medications. He had to look up which was the one he needed, and in his anger and frustration, bottles were being carelessly knocked over and spilled all over the counter and floor.

This room was a pristine white like all the others of Zoe's with floor-to-ceiling one way windows that allowed a view of the woods from the inside while reflecting the forest when viewed from the outside. It was another beautiful fucking room that he had designed for her and equipped with all of the state of the art equipment that she requested.

And now she was staying at a treehouse being protected by Lucas—a lycan he never thought would go against him. But he could scent Lucas all over that area, and there was no other reason he would be there.