*** Sila’s POV *** 

My eyebrow rose as I watched Sam try to sneak back into the house at six in the morning. Clearing my throat, Sam froze and his eyes fell to mine. He was wearing yesterdays pants but a different shirt. I motioned him over and his shoulders fell. Walking forward, I got a good look at him.

“So, you want to tell me why my Gamma is doing a walk of shame in the morning? In another man’s shirt no less?”

It was hard to keep a serious face as he turned bright ...