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Iris looked back at Charly. “Do you know any werewolf girls who can answer my questions and discuss this with us without breaking anyone’s trust?”
Charly’s eyes lit up. “I do, in fact. Give me a few minutes.”
She pulled her phone out of her pocket.
“I can’t walk around much right now, but we did buy you some clothes. They’re in bags over there.” Iris pointed to some Target bags by the door. “And Target is just as glorious as humans make it out to be, by the way.”
I snorted. “Good to know.” As I crossed the room, I asked her, “Did Axel tell you why I needed clothes?”
“Nah. I told Char that you only wear tiny tank tops and shorts, though, and she figured that would probably make him all possessive and pissy.”
I grabbed the first of two large bags and opened it up, peering inside.
Just one look didn’t tell me anything, though.
“What did you buy, then?” I asked her. “And how did you get around in Target?”
“Char’s been wheeling me around in a wheelchair. I feel bad about it, but the alternative is sitting on the couch. And I bought you short shorts and tiny tank tops, of course. I may be useless these days, but when I can, I try not to be the worst friend in the world.”
I tossed her a dirty look, and she flashed me a grin.
It made my heart happy to see her like this again. Full of life, and sass.
I’d missed this.
“You could eat more than once a day if you wanted to,” I told her.
She grimaced in response. “I could. But what if none of the men in town are my fated mate?”
Ah.
“You wouldn’t have the same blood supply.”
“Exactly.” Her expression was sheepish. “I feel bad for doing it, but if I don’t set limits, I could end up back in the same boat as before. And I don’t want that for either of us.”
Yeah.
I didn’t want that for us either.
I got dressedin the living room, not bothering with modesty. Iris and I had lived together for years, and werewolves were constantly getting naked to shift, so neither of the women were bothered by a little skin.
“June will be here in five minutes,” Charly offered from the kitchen. “Also, I put your new phone next to that envelope of cash. You should probably deposit it soon. Moon Ridge is safe, but you never know what’s going to happen.”
My eyebrows shot upward. “Axel left the cash?”
“Of course. It was in the mate stash, wasn’t it?”
I nodded.
“It’s yours. The men call it apology money. Usually, they ruin the lives of whoever they end up mated to.”
I blinked at that.
“The women don’t usually feel that way,” she added hastily. “At least, not for too long. But some do.”
I guess that made sense.
Crossing the kitchen, I picked up the envelope—which was exactly as thick as I’d left it—and then dropped it again in favor of the cell phone on the counter. It was sleek and new, and in a clear protective case.
