Page 37 of Magic's Dawn


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That’s a bald-faced lie. While Drake and the other vampires may be used to no windows in their underground houses, they had an entire city where they could move around freely.

“The Pizza Parlor and Nesse’s Diner are working on twenty-four-hour service, so you’ll be able to go out to eat at night,” I say, desperate to find a silver lining for their situation.

He lets out an appreciative sigh. “That will be nice. Zane and I are both horrible at cooking.”

“You should come to the house for lessons. Ambros and Haut are great cooks.” When his eyes widen in surprise at the invitation, I shift from one foot to the other. “Or, if you’re hungry, you can place an order at one of the restaurants, and I’ll pick it up and bring it to you.”

Drake’s expression softens as he looks down at me. “You’re too kind, Rowe. You already do so much for us. It’s a big change from our last leader’s mate. She wouldn’t have been caught dead making house calls.”

An embarrassed flush rises to my cheeks. “Well, I get bored easily, so if I’m not busy, I create chaos.”

“I know what you mean.” Drake glances back into the house. “Zane and I were just discussing how restless we are with nothing to do. We’re used to having a direction and format to our day.”

“Did I hear my name?” A second man appears in the doorway, this one with red hair the color of tangerines and more freckles than pale skin. “Are you bothering Rowe with your grumbling?”

Zane frowns at his housemate. “I’m just saying we could be more useful.”

“We run patrols in the woods at night.” Zane rolls his eyes at his housemate. “You just need to find a hobby.”

Drake’s body stiffens with offense. “I have hobbies.”

Zane shakes his head. “Translating old fairy tales that already have English versions isn’t a hobby.”

Barron perks up. “Which fairy tales?”

“The Grimm Brothers.” Drake’s expression brightens with enthusiasm. “They’re so much more gruesome than modern renditions.”

Spotting a fellow nerd, Barron nudges me aside. “You speak German?”

Drake steps back and gestures to the house. “Would you care to see my work?”

Barron nods and steps forward, only to come up short when he remembers his babysitter assignment.

I wave a hand for him to go on. “My next stop is the clinic, and you can’t come with me for that.”

He frowns and steps back toward me. “Why can’t I come with you?”

I squint up at him. “Because I’ll be talking to Dr. Lopez about my brain, which is a mystery only she gets to unravel.”

“Ah.” He glances back at Drake. “I should take you there…”

“Go on.” I flap my hands at him. “No one will get me inside your van. I’ll be back to pick you up in an hour.”

He hesitates a second longer before nodding and following Drake and Zane into the house.

I wait until the door closes before slipping through the tarp and heading to the van that waits down the street where we had parked for our first delivery.

With my babysitter successfully ditched for an hour, I drive to the clinic and march inside.

I luck out and find Dr. Lopez in her office before Tris spots me and close the door behind me.

Dr. Lopez looks up from her desk in surprise. “Rowe, we didn’t have a session scheduled for today, but I’m glad you came in.”

“I’m not here for a session.” I pull a chair up close to her desk and sit down. “What have you learned about You Know What?”

With wolf shifter patients in the rooms able to listen in, I’m not sure how much I can say. Are we keeping the body a secret? Does everyone in town already know? Wolf howls had answered the scream yesterday, but only Owen, Haut, and Deputy Arden came to investigate.

Dr. Lopez folds her hands on her desk. “I’m still looking into it, but my findings will go to Haut first, and he will decide what to disclose to others.”

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