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As one unit, the kits nod, then skitter off toward the yards.
“I put some play sets back there,” I say to the female fox shifter.
“That’s nice of you. Thank you,” she says with a tired smile. “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Mia,” she sticks out her hand.
“Briony.”
“And the sour-faced guy who drove us?”
I roll my eyes. “He didn’t even introduce himself to you?”
Mia grimaces. “I kinda wanted to ask, but… his general fuck-off face made it pretty clear he didn’t want to answer.”
“Evander… Okay, I think he’s an asshole, but I thought he’d at least be nice to a stranger!”
“He was okay with the kits,” she nods.
More adult foxes are pulling stuff off of the van, and Mia and I wander over to help. “Okay with them?”
“Yeah. One of ‘em took a shine to him. Look,” she whispers.
I glance over.
Evander has a tiny fox kit, a girl no more than three, trailing him as he moves the boxes and bags from the pack into their houses. Every now and then he turns around, then seems somewhat surprised she’s still there.
He makes a funny face at her, and she giggles.
The motion is… shocking. I’ve never seen Evander be anything except a total dick, so for him to be nice to this little kid?
I mean, it’s nice.
But it’s the bare minimum. Only a monster is an asshole to kids.
“Well. Glad he’s at least playing nice,” I mutter.
“He didn’t say boo to me, if that helps confirm your suspicions,” Mia laughs.
“That it does.”
“Briony,” Evander growls, gesturing for me to come over.
I sigh and give Mia a look. “Be right back.”
I jog over to Evander. “What’s up?”
“Keep those kids out of the way,” he rumbles.
“I’m not a babysitter, Evander,” I snap. “I’m doing my job.”
“Are you? Or are you just chit-chatting?”
“I’m being polite,” I sneer. “Something you know nothing about.”
“Something I know nothing about? You’re the one who blew up at me the other day!”
“You’re the one who decided to save me for no damn reason!” I shout back.
Evander and I glare at each other. I’m vaguely aware that the foxes are staring at us, but I refuse to be the one who looks away first.
