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Her eyebrows shot upward. “How do you survive?”
“With a lot of effort.” I flashed her a grin. “I really have to go, but it was nice to meet you.”
“You too.” She stepped back. “Just ask any of the guys where to find my place if you’re back in town and need anything. My mate, Ryder, is an honorary Feral Pack member, and we take care of our people.”
They took care of their people?
That thought made me feel… warm.
And confused.
Demons most definitely didnottake care of their people.
“Thanks,” I said.
Though I wanted to stay and ask her what she meant, and how much werewolves really took care of each other, I really didn’t have time.
So, I pulled my truck—okay, Axel’s truck—away from the house and headed down the highway that I knew would take me to Mist Valley.
THREE
When I pulledup to the city’s gates, the dragon-shifter and vampire guards were already glaring at me.
Sweet smiles would get me nowhere with them, so I didn’t bother.
Holding out my arm, I showed them the demon tattoo that had been done in magical ink shortly after my birth. They scanned it, and I waited.
“How did you get out?” one of them asked me, a suspicious look on his face as he peered into my truck. “And what the hell is that?”
“A werewolf. My mate-flames kicked into gear and took me to him.”
Axel growled at the men. Honestly, I didn’t know why he was growling. Probably because they were looking at him like he was a rabid dog.
The vampire looked sick as he processed my words. “You’re mated to a werewolf?”
“Yup.” I scratched the wolf’s head, for good measure. “Poor guy’s trapped in his wolf form for the first part of the process. Romantic, right?”
The dragon shifter grimaced. “We’ll have to report this.”
“I figured. Can I go now? Don’t want to be late for work.”
They stepped back and waved me through, though they were already talking in low voices about something.
Probably something related to my wolfy mate.
So I ignored them, and drove through the gates.
It tooka while to weave through the city, but I finally parked Axel’s truck in the reserved parking lot I’d never had a use for. Everywhere I needed to go, I had to walk to. There was a grocery store down the road, so it wasn’t a huge deal, but it was kind of nice to park in my own spot for once. Iris did have a car that I could use when I needed to, but gas was too expensive to make it worth the drive.
“Don’t bark at anyone. I live above a bar, so it’s going to start getting loud as they turn on the music and whatnot,” I warned Axel. “I’ve only got twenty minutes to chow something and then get to work, so you need to keep things cool.”
The wolf gave me a solemn nod, and I bit back a snort. He was kind of adorable.
I scratched his head, and he rubbed his side up against my thigh.
I flipped on the lights and went into the kitchen. We had a small folding table with two mismatching chairs—one was a cheap plastic lawn chair with a thick crack going up the middle, and the other a fuzzy green velvet thing that had peaked at least a decade earlier.
“Welcome home. It’s not as fancy as yours, but it’s mine. Sort of.” I brushed some hair behind my ear. It still had dirt in it, so I’d be rocking a ponytail again.
