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“Female wolves are almost as possessive as the males. Touching another woman or looking at one too long can set the wolf off, and Morgan’s doesn’t know you yet. She may see you as a threat.”
“Damn.” Iris muttered, side-eyeing me.
I huffed, and her lips lifted slightly.
Axel reached the bottom of the stairs, and then opened the back door of his truck and put her inside on one of the seats. He dropped the duffel bag near her feet, then grabbed another duffel bag out frombeneathher seat and stepped away.
“I’ll be back soon with your clothes and anything else I find.”
“Thanks.” Iris’s whisper was quiet, but I saw the gratitude in her eyes.
Axel jerked his head in a nod, shutting the door before he jogged back up the stairs. “Can you drive the vampire’s car to Moon Ridge?” he asked the bodyguard, who was still waiting outside my door. I knew the bodyguard had to be a rune witch—they were the only ones who could fireproof houses.
“Sure.” The man looked far from thrilled by the agreement.
“Thanks.”
Inside the apartment again, he shut the door for privacy before he opened the duffel he’d brought inside and pulled out a pair of sweats.
Oh.
I guessed it made sense that he had extra clothes, considering he probably shifted a lot.
I peered inside the bag, and saw a bunch of pairs of pants. At least seven or eight of them—which was more than I currently owned.
If I’d been in my demon form, I would’ve flushed.
My financial situation wasn’t my fault. There was no way to move up or apply for a new job in Mist Valley, and I had no control over that.
But I was still self-conscious about it.
Axel pulled the pants on, then packed the envelope of cash into his duffel, and grabbed a trash bag from the kitchen and took it into the bathroom. His jaw got all clenchy again when he found the cabinets pretty much empty. He remained silent as he packed the few toiletries we did possess into the trash bag.
When that was done, he moved to Iris’s room and packed her shit quickly. She had a lot more clothes than I did, but she’d had a better job than me before she got sick, so that didn’t bother me. If we’d been the same size, I knew she would’ve let me borrow them, but she was tall and skinny, while I was short.
When I’d had enough to eat, I had curves. Now I didn’t, but my hips, tits, and ass were still built wider than Iris’s, which meant none of her shit fit me.
I was desperate enough to have tried on pretty much everything she owned, but no luck. She had always dressed in bouncy dresses and skirts anyway, so nothing she owned was really my style. I preferred ripped shorts and comfortable tank tops.
Her stuff took longer than mine, but Axel had it packed into all three of her suitcases a few minutes later, and then he was going through the kitchen.
He paused when he found the stack of overdue bills, leafing through them for a minute, then tucked them in the side pocket of his duffel bag before he started opening the rest of the drawers and cabinets. He saw everything, but didn’t grab any of it.
His jaw did get all clenchy again, though.
A few minutes later, we were walking back down the stairs again, this time with the bodyguard.
Axel was tense and silent, which probably didn’t bode well for me. I decided to pretend not to care, though, because I was still pissed about the whole thing where he’d turned me into a damnhybrid.
And particularly pissed about the part where I didn’t know how to shift back, and he kept talking to me like I wasn’t me, but a damnedwolf.
He opened the driver’s side door, gesturing for me to jump in. I blinked at him, and he frowned.
I was pretty sure that I was currently on fire, so… jumping in an un-runed truck?
Bad call.
“The flames,” Iris called from outside.
