Jefferson's pov

I smiled at her reaction, though I was burning inside of me. How on earth did she have Lauren's scent, and how did she do it?

She locked eyes with me grinning and laughed. She raised her finger pointing at me and said.

“Who would think you are not easily fooled? Each of her words came with a lightening, but I held onto her gaze.

“What did you do to Lauren? Anger surged through my veins, and I could sense my wolf being impatient towards her.

The imposter clapped her hands majestically, and her lip curled up in a smile. She leaned forwards, and whispers though loud enough...