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“And you are?”
Gran’s eyes flickered white, and in that moment, I saw something else. It was like a reflection, just a flash of another person. Not an old woman but someone of twenty or thirty, with white eyes and black lips and without the ravages of age she’d always worn.
Was that what Grant had been talking about? Was that what she really looked like without the glamour?
As quickly as it happened, it disappeared, and the three men backed up as if terrified.
Then again, even a glimpse of it had shaken me, and I at least knew her.
“You’re not going to let us take her?”
Gran smiled. “I didn’t saythat.I just want you to make sure you and your alpha understand that I expect her back in the same condition. Your pack isn’t known for its restraint. We may not be near a full moon, but I’d rather mutts not maul my friend because they have poor impulse control.”
She stood, and despite her being less than five foot tall and ninety frail pounds—at least by how she looked—all three of the hulking males backed up.
“I’ll tell the alpha, and I’m sure he’ll guarantee her safety,” the first wolf said.
“Good. Also, leave one of your boys to fix her door. It’s rude to break a girl’s things, you know.”
He nodded, then gestured toward the front door. “We’ll go take a look at it now. Please, Ms. Harlin, when you’re finished here, meet me outside?”
Oh, it’s ‘please’ now. Guess they’re more afraid of Gran than I thought.
They seemed to retreat from the kitchen with the same speed of someone fleeing a tsunami.
Once alone, I turned a look on Gran. “If you could scare them that much, couldn’t you have told them I wasn’t going with them?”
“I could have, but you should go.”
“Why?”
“Fate.” She smiled and waved me on.
The wolf by the door was on the phone when I passed. He paused, bowing his head. “I’m shit with construction, but I’m having a buddy come over. We’ll fix the mark in the drywall and the lock.”
By the car stood the wolf who had spoken in the house, the other already behind the wheel. When I neared the car, he opened the door for me.
“At least tell me where we’re going. Did Troy set this up?”
If so, I’m going to kill him.
“Troy?” The question in his voice saidno, Troy hadn’t had anything to do with it. “No. The West Coast alpha wants to speak to you.”
“What for?”
“I’m afraid I don’t have the details. I assure you, though, you will be safe.”
I stared at the dark interior of the car, basic self-preservation screaming at me to not get into it. “At least tell me his name.”
“Fredrick Graves.”
Fredrick. Well, look at that. Gran was right.
Apparently, it was another step deeper into the mystery, whether I wanted to go or not.
* * * *
The pack house didn’t look much like I expected. Maybe I was biased from the coven mansion, but this seemed more like a frat house than any place of power.
