Because in the mortar between those metaphorical stone pieces, I saw love. I saw affection. I saw the desire to protect. Honestly, from the way the man acted, I never would haveguessed that he had such an intensely beautiful depth of caring, compassion, and fondness within him. It was one of the reasons I loved being an empath.
But still... emotions didn’t tell a full story. So, I pulled my vision back from the virulent mishmash of everything he was feeling and took a proper look at the physical person.
“Let’s see if your fear for your family is real,” I started, and he stiffened in my grip. “The fates have not commented one way or another, other than to say that you come here true of heart and with genuine intentions.”
“Of course,” he said, although this time he kept his eyes closed. “Why would I come here with false ones?”
“You would be amazed at the things people delude themselves about and refuse to admit to themselves. Or even, those who are outright duplicitous and have ulterior motives for being in my chair.”
“Seems like poor odds to try to lie to a psychic.”
“Yeah,” I answered. “But people sure do love to gamble.”
While we volleyed back and forth, I let my mind drift and notice all those crazy things it tended to notice when I finally let it do what it wanted to do.
Clothes exceptionally nice.
All designer but not ostentatious, so comes from old money.
He had zero contempt in him when coming in here, a barely upper-middle class place and modest at that.Humble?Or too full of other emotions?
Shoes clean.
Hair impeccable.
No dark circles under eyes.
But he’s a shifter, so they can get by on little sleep and heal from the effects of a bad night with just a good meal. At least that’s what I read.
Nails are neat,orderly,doesn’t work with his hands. Slightest bit of smoker’s tar, though, so he’s smoked since his last transformation. I’m pretty sure taking his animal form, then returning to his human form would have his nails looking good as new.
Cologne has been freshly sprayed too, to cover any lingering scent.
He’s ashamed of the habit.Something he dropped before?
Likely picked it up again because of the stress.
Understandable.
If he chews his nails, his wolf healing would take care of that too, disregard input.
He’s not the alpha or the alpha-heir, but the heir is his sibling. Eldest?
Most likely.
Dress is business-business, not business casual.
Always trying to prove himself. Is that where the shame comes from?
Said he was worried about someone killing the rest of his family. Does that mean siblings?
Or extended relatives?Wolves generally have large families, right?
Probably siblings, then.
He could be the youngest? Unlikely, doesn’t seem like the vibe.
Not eldest, not youngest.