Foot Down

DEVON'S POV

Pressing my eyes shut, I look away from her body, releasing a deep breath I didn't know I held on to. I can't believe it. All those times I argued with Rachel over Delilah's intentions, only to later find out that Rachel had been right all along; Delilah had been trying to have her way with me all along. Having someone hurling advances at me wasn't a surprise. I have had my fair share of power-grabbers try their luck but not someone like Delilah. She was someone I had come to trust and respect but now this?

I wasn't fooled by her sultry acts; if anything, I was repulsed by them. Rachel hadn't been gone for more than a week, and here she was, ready to swoop into my bed. Here I was thinking she was a friend I could trust, a dependable investigator who was of immense help in getting to the bottom of the insecurity in my pack.