The slippers were the first thing I saw when I came through the front door.Grey, women's, too small for me, set neatly beside the shoe rack with water still beading on the toes.I reached to unbutton my coat and stopped with my hand at the collar. The hall smelled of jasmine, and nobody in my house wore jasmine."Mrs. Delaney?"She came in from the kitchen wiping her hands, and she stopped a step short of me. Her eyes went to the wall behind my shoulder."Luna.""Does the Alpha have company?""I—" She started to answer, then didn't.Bare feet came across the floorboards behind her, unhurried, someone who wasn't listening for anyone.Rosalie walked into the living room with her hair down and damp at the ends, a towel over one shoulder, drying it as she came.She was wearing my pajamas. Cream silk with pearl buttons, the pair I kept in the third drawer of our bedroom dresser.Those pajamas lived in the third drawer of the dresser in the room I shared with my husband. Not the guest wing
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