Page 34 of Wolf Unseen

The name Montes rang a bell, but I couldn’t recall where I’d heard it before, so I pushed that thought to one side. I’d revisit it later.

“Tobias, I believe you know. His father is an enforcer for the Montes pack.” He cleared his throat, probably wondering why Tobias had shown an unhealthy interest in me but not brave enough to ask. “So Tank is the Frosthaven wolf-pack heir. His father is a pretty powerful pack alpha, which puts him almost on the same level as Tate Montes.” Simon leaned in. “Tank’s wolf is feral, so steer clear of him if you can.”

Feral? That was bad. I prayed he wasn’t the shifter who’d caught my sister’s interest.

“Theo is a fox shifter. Travis is a wolf shifter, but one of the smaller ones.”

“Any other wolves or felines?” I asked. Wolves and felines were my prime suspects, as I doubted Lorna would have bothered hooking up with a smaller shifter like a fox.

“Yeah, so Thomas is a mountain lion, Titus is a wolf, and Tanner is a jaguar.”

“What are the others?” I asked out of curiosity.

“Teddy is an eagle shifter, Timothy a falcon, and Tucker a horse.”

“Are any of them in here?” I made some notes on my phone while Simon scanned the room.

“Travis is over there. He’s the guy with the red birthmark on his cheek.” He seemed unremarkable. Not ugly, but not super-attractive either. Definitely not a guy my sister would bang. At least I thought not.

“Oh, and Thomas is by the coffee machine. He’s the one with the spiky white-blond hair.” I spotted him immediately thanks to his funky hair. Again, I didn’t see him as someone my sister would be interested in, but he wasn’t off the hook just yet.

“Forgot to ask,” I said almost as an afterthought. “Are any of these guys only into males?” If they were, I’d scrub them off the list.

Simon flushed pink. “Are you looking for a hookup?”

I realized too late how my inquiry would sound. “Eww, no,” I spluttered.

“Sure about that, little dude?” Simon nearly choked on his drink when Tobias slid through the glass door behind us. Damn that wolf. He was worse than a fucking cat shifter with his ability to catch me unawares.

“I’m always available for hookups, cute stuff.” The obnoxiously handsome wolf shifter winked at me.

“Good to know,” I said through gritted teeth. “Got tested lately? If not, I recommend you do. I hear moon mites are doing the rounds.”

Tobias chuckled. “No need to worry, little dude. I’m clean.”

I had my doubts, honestly. This wolf’s flirting game was on point. He probably got laid every moon-damned night.

My wolf growled the minute the thought entered my mind. Why was she acting jealous, for fuck’s sake?

Behave! He’s not ours.

“I should probably go,” Simon stuttered. “I have…stuff to do.”

“Yeah, fuck off.” Tobias waved his hand dismissively at my friend.

I growled. “Why don’t you fuck off?” I snapped, not liking the way he talked down to my friend. What an asshole!

Simon turned an even whiter shade of pale. His skinny legs wobbled as he stumbled backward. Two wolf shifters had overheard me telling Tobias to fuck off, and both scrambled out of their chairs, spilling orange juice all over the table in their haste to get away from the impending massacre.

But I wasn’t afraid of Tobias, even if he was powerful enough to crush me with his pinky finger.

My instincts assured me the cocky wolf shifter wouldn’t hurt me, although I had no clue how I knew this.

Tobias leaned in and licked his lips, flooding my nose with his unique scent. Goddess damn me to hell, the wolf shifter smelled like fucking mint candy.

“If you carry on sassing me, little dude, I’ll have no choice but to spank your ass.”

I swallowed hard at the picture he painted while trying desperately not to moan. I knew damn well I was likely pumping out fuck-me-now pheromones, and from the way Tobias’s eyes glowed pure gold, he got the message loud and clear.