“Don’t give me that look,” Konrad said.
“What look?”
“The one that says you’d like to wipe the floor with me.”
“Sometimes I wish I could. This is one of those times.”
He threw his hands in the air and paced across his living room. “There’s got to be another way. I don’t want you using the pack for my alibi. Besides, it’s not as if any of them would remember where I was on any particular evening in the early 1990s.”
“I beg to differ. It sounded as if some of them remembered a meeting that took place that night.”
His jaw dropped. “You…you spoke to them?”
“Oh course I spoke to them. How would I know if you had an alibi or not?”
“How?”
“I did my research and found the only private school once run by a certain Konrad Wolfensen, and then I went to Newton and asked to meet with the faculty.”
“What did you tell them?”
“Well, at first I just said that I was your lawyer and that you were being accused of a crime I believed you were innocent of committing and that we needed an alibi if they could provide one.”
“Roz, these are the same people who ran me out of town and threw me out of the pack.”
“Well, they wanted to help. It seems like the guy who replaced you as the dean is a real ass hat. His secretary’s words, not mine.”
He laughed. “Good. What else did you talk about?”
“Well, they wanted to know how you were, and how much I knew about you.”
He looked at her askance. “What do you mean?”
“They seemed really concerned for you.”
“Not that. The other thing. What did you tell them you knew?”
“That you were a werewolf.”
Konrad gasped. “Why the hell…Do you know how much danger you were in?”
Roz shook her head. “No, they seemed really nice.”I sounded really lame, saying that just now.
Konrad dropped onto his sofa and covered his face with his hands. “That was insane. I thought I told you that the number-one responsibility of werewolves was to keep humans from finding out we exist. I don’t know why they didn’t kill you.”
“Well, they were getting their hackles up until I told them I was your mate.”
He looked up at her in wonder. “You said that?”
“Yes.”
“How did they take it?”
“They wanted me to prove it, and when I told them we had telepathic communication, it seemed to change everything.”
He patted the seat next to him.
“Does that mean you don’t think I’m insane anymore,” Roz said.
