Chapter 65. Throw Me to the Wolves

Catherine’s POV

Grey took a step back, dropping his head.

I slowly turned my gaze to see who or what it was—finding an undisclosed item on this week’s agenda.

My gaze landed on the beautiful blond-headed woman standing on the top step of the deck, looking down at us. Her composure was calm, yet her crystal blue eyes looked curiously toward me.

I narrowed my eyes, unsure what to make of the sudden interest.

“Why are you here?” Colt snapped, finding his voice after a moment of silence. His eyes had turned ice cold, and I internally shivered to see them like that. My gaze ended on the muscles around Colt’s jaw; they were jumping out of pure anger, and his once handsome smile was now replaced by a hard, straight line.

Who was this woman?

Why is Colt so angry?

From where do the triplets know her?

And why would she come here unannounced?

“I needed to see if my boys were still alive,” she said.

Sons? Is this woman Col