“Cammie,” Isaac began, an edge of temper sharpening the nickname.

Holding up my hand to silence him, I returned my focus to Emily. This was a one-shot deal. Once her father caught wind of her involvement, I would never see the girl again. Of that I was certain.

“Emily.” I squatted to put us almost at eye level. “When do you meet the pink-haired lady again?”

“When the sun comes up.” She blinked up at me. “Dad goes for a run every morning before anyone else is up to check in with the sentries, and I come down here.”

Sentries would be guarding the borders, meaning she was safe to steal away without fear of him catching her. As hostile as her relationship with Aisha sounded, the alpha female must have no idea or else she would have turned the girl in to her father.

Night sounds filled the silence while I picked at why that felt wrong. “Why did you switch things up and come down here tonight?”

“I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning.” She dashed her hand beneath her nose. “I forgot about it, so I didn’t tell the pink lady. I sneaked out of my room to come down here. I went to your house first, and I was going to leave her a note in our secret place, but then he—” she jerked her chin toward Isaac, “—started chasing me, and I got scared and ran.”

“Where do you meet?” I nodded toward the blind Graeson and I had discovered. “There? Or somewhere else?”

“Cammie,” Isaac threatened. “I don’t trust that look on your face. It’s the same expression you got when you were thinking of doing something that would get us both in trouble.”

“There.” Hushing Isaac with a flick of my fingers, I watched as Emily’s gaze tagged the same spot. “I run the thing from the day before to your porch then go to her for the candy and a new item for the next day. Then I crunch the sucker on the way home so I don’t have to lie to Dad when he asks who gave it to me.” She wet her lips. “I don’t want to get anyone else in trouble.”

“She’s a kid.” Dell, still tuned in to Isaac’s worry, clutched the girl tighter. “She’s the alpha’s kid.”

Wondering where that righteous indignation had been while Graeson schemed to use me as bait, I snorted. “You act like I’m going to tie her up in the woods and sacrifice her to Charybdis.”

Emily’s forehead puckered. “Who’s Charybdis?”

I shook my head. “No one.”