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She slips her hand free of mine and takes it, letting it unfurl into a robe that matches mine.

“Sorry I didn’t warn you. But…” He shrugs and pointedly looks at her horns.

I look down at the robe. At the pink silk stitching around the horn slits in the hood of her robe.

A growl starts in the back of my throat.

He cackles.

I grit my teeth. “Put yourself back on my good side and tell me you can help us find King Tosa.”

Haruto snaps a salute. “The eagles will help.” Then he drops the salute and points at the wolf. “You should know that.”

The wolf narrows his eyes.

Haruto wiggles the finger still pointed at the wolf. “When you need clothes that fit, Hunter. Come find me.”

The wolf holds his hands up, clearly and rightfully, confused. “I own clothes. I just ran here.”

“When you need clothes that fit.” Haruto repeats himself slowly.

Then a second portal glows to life on the other side of our group.

We all turn our attention as Dread steps through.

He’s looking like himself in pants, an open robe, no shoes, and that battle ax strapped across his back again.

Haruto makes a choking sound. Then he runs toward his still-open portal.

Dread flicks his wrist, and the earth under Haruto’s feet rolls, lifting him off the ground and flinging him straight through the portal.

I grin.

I like Haruto just fine, but that shit was funny.

Then Dread claps his hands once, and both portals close.

I drop my grin and narrow my eyes at my new friend. That’s not normal.

He shrugs at me. Then turns to the wolf.

“Wolf.” He nods.

My grin fights to come back. I really do like this druid.

“Magic Man.” The shifter slaps Dread on the shoulder, then gestures to where Haruto’s portal was. “Nice to see you making friends.”

Dread brushes the wolf’s hand off his robe. “Should I have offered to swap panties? Is that what I’m doing wrong?”

Rune makes a choked sound beside me as the wolf smirks.

And a part of me regrets not giving him my robe. I should keep him covered in front of my mate.

I glance at the partially naked druid and let go of the train of thought.

I am the biggest here. It doesn’t matter.

Rune presses against my side, like she’s reading my mind and telling me I’m the most attractive.