“Yeah, we wanted to be ready to leave at any moment.” Kira points to two bags sitting by the door.
“Good, let’s get moving. We don’t know how bad things will get the longer we wait. Anything could happen.” I clap my hands together.
“I think Draven was going to visit with Adrian this morning and find out how he’s doing,” Dax says.
“Then if we’re lucky, we’ll find them both at the same place.” I nod.
“Should I bring the radio?” Kira asks.
“Nah, we can use the radio in the SUV. Let’s leave that here just in case. We’re probably going to need it again at some point.” I open the door but Greyson stops me.
“I need to contact Grant and let him know we’re passing through.”
I reach in my bag and pull out the shell, handing it to Greyson, and step to the side out of view. These wolves always seem to want to say something inappropriate and rile Jayden up. So from now on, I’m taking myself out of the equation as much as possible.
“Grant, alpha of the California pack,” Greyson says into the shell.
The mist does its thing, giving us a picture of a disheveled Grant. He has dark circles under his eyes and his hair is sticking up at odd angles.
“Greyson? Bro, did you get my message? It’s bad.” Grant runs his hand through his hair.
“Yeah, I got it. Hades said to go see Orpheus anytime you need to get me a message here at the academy.” Greyson glances at me with a raised brow.
I nod. “Yup, we might have been the cause of the shifter problem so it’s only fitting we help when needed.”
“Your alliance is much appreciated,” Grant says with a sigh.
“How bad is the threat? Is there going to be a problem anytime soon?” I ask.
“We don’t even know. Right now, it’s just a few isolated incidents with rogues. I think he’s trying to build an army which could take time. Shifters are volatile and there are always skirmishes between packs, but this is different. Based on recent events, we think this is the wolf who got that god blood on him. It’s the only thing that makes sense.”
“Yeah, the timing is too perfect,” I agree.
“He didn’t have the power to challenge anyone before that. Now he does and I fear war is on the horizon.” Grant shakes his head.
“Oh, war is definitely on the horizon. I just wonder how many we will have to fight before we can fucking rest.” My shoulders slump.
“Do you need my assistance, Beth?” Grant asks.
“Not currently. We just wanted to inform you we’ll be traveling in your territory. Oh and probably tell your pack to limit their travel or they could end up lost.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard the reports. I wondered if it was a Greek thing,” Grant says.
“Yup, definitely a Greek thing which means we get to go save the world again. Yay.” I can’t help the sarcasm that drips in my tone.
Jayden wraps an arm around me and I lay my head on his shoulder. We need to go. Every moment we waste is another moment things might get worse. Every moment that Hermes could be erased. A moment closer to the queen winning this time and dooming us all.
