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“And suddenly I will have fresh milk at the end of this?” Paul asked.
Kathleen squinted at the two of them. “What did I miss?”
“Nothing.” Goldie stepped into the horse trailer. “I just shut the door, and it locks?”
Paul walked deeper into the barn. Goldie didn’t know if it was to get them a horse or to flee the building.
Kathleen grinned. “Yep, that’s all it takes. Just make sure you’re on this side of it. I’ll go get him.”
“Wait.”
Kathleen paused.
This was madness. She was seriously thinking of locking a teenager in here?Temper makes stupid,she chanted, the mantra her father had drilled into her head. If anger equaled stupidity and she was extremely angry, just how stupid was this?
Kathleen put a hand on her elbow. “Nobody has held those boys accountable for any scheme they’ve ever hatched that hurt anybody. This is a noble thing you’re doing.”
“Noble?”
“I’m going. We’re burning daylight.” Kathleen dashed off, apparently unburdened by a fit of conscience. Was the older woman right?
Goldie doubted it, but she’d come too far to turn back now.
And Kathleen wasn’t wrong; they had to hurry. The sky was lightening. Soon, the yard would be crawling with people.
She took a deep breath. She was not as intimidating as a huge wolf with poisonous fangs, but she’d stayed up writing a series of spells that would hopefully scare the pants off of him. She hadn’t had long to spend perfecting them, but that was fine with her. If they malfunctioned a bit, that would be all to the good.
Paul returned, leading a young, black horse.
She shook her head when he approached the horse trailer. “Don’t put him in there.”
“Ms. Abbott, what is going on?”
She met his eyes. “I’m rewriting the ending.” Her heart calmed.
“I don’t know what the all-fire hurry is,” a voice said from the yard.
Goldie spun around, ready to meet her kidnapper. She had the absurd urge to thank him. The irony was that this young idiot had given her everything she wanted. She considered dropping this plan, going home to Aiden, and informing him she wouldbe keeping the table at his place and staying there with it. She sighed. And leave her family wondering what happened to her and the packs on the brink of war.
Kathleen led Buck into the yard. Paul dropped the reins of the horse and stepped back.
It took more effort than Goldie thought possible to get a smile on her face.
At first, Buck didn’t notice her; he only had eyes for the horse. His look of surprise and delight made her heart hurt. For one second, she got a glimpse of what he might have been.
Then he saw her, and the guileless delight slid into his idea of suave sophistication. He just looked constipated.
She put on her innocent face. “Kathleen told me you were getting your horse today.”
“I don’t know why it’s such an emergency.”
“Need the room,” Paul said gruffly from his spot by the door.
“For what? The wards are closed.”
“You get the horse if you open them,” she improvised. Maybe she wouldn’t have to go through with this.
To her surprise, he looked disappointed, not angry. “Seriously? That’s the deal?”
