Blackmailing Belle (The Lost Girls, #4)

by Holly Roberds

"I think it makes sense. Time together creates bonds, and everyone knows Weres have to spend a lot of time with their Packs, because without them they could literally—" She stops speaking abruptly. Die. Without a Pack, Weres literally die. Her brown eyes flit to mine before looking away nervously. "Not everyone knows that," I point out. "Just little bookshop keepers who read shifter romance." An unladylike snort comes out of her. "I don’t think anyone has ever called me little." Her fingers brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a flicker of uncertainty breaking through her usual composure. "But I think it may take more than time and proximity to create a Pack." "Pray tell," I say, both wanting and not wanting her opinion. Isabelle shrugs. "Well, it’s about a connection, right? So to form connections, there also has to be communication." "Nope." I’m off the chair like a shot. "We can just start by sharing a couple small things each day," she rushes to say. "Like what our favorite color is, or our favorite songs, what you do for a living." "Absolutely not."