A single raised eyebrow. “You’ve defected, sweetheart. No use worrying about the big, bad wolf now.” She was aware of Judd speaking, but her attention never shifted off the man who was a predator, for all that he wore human skin. When he peeled open and held out a bar of some kind, she took it, aware low energy levels could be dangerous when it came to her ability to keep a handle on the cold fire. “Thank you.” A faint smile, a strange amusement in those icy eyes. “You’re welcome.” It was the most polite interaction they’d ever had.
