Page 41 of Wild Wolf


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I knocked on the door.

“Enter,” Bishop called out from the other side.

I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping in.

“Rory,” Bishop said, surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Sabrione suggested I come talk to you. It was either that, or she would tattle on me, and you would send for me, anyway. That was what she’d said.”

“Tattle on you for what?” Bishop asked.

“Being at the bar.”

A smile spread across Bishop’s face. “She wasn’t wrong. If I’d known you were here, I’d have sent for you.”

“Is she always right?”

“Always. It’s unnerving if you’re not used to it. Hell, it’s unnerving when you’re used to it.” Bishop leaned back and rubbed his eyes.

“Hard day?” I asked.

His eyes were on his work again. “A lot of paperwork to do, a lot of businesses to run.”

“And you choose to do it from here?” I asked.

The office above the bar, in an old warehouse, was nothing compared to the luxury office Bishop could have had in the city, in some glossy high-rise.

“Sometimes it’s nice to be somewhere all eyes aren’t on me constantly. When I’m in the other offices, I’m constantly being catered to.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“It’s an exhausting thing.”

I nodded and sipped my vodka.

“You work at the clinic,” Bishop said.

“Yeah.”

“How do you like it?”

“It’s always hard work, but it’s rewarding to help others,” I said.

“Have you always wanted to help others?”

I considered it. “Yeah. As long as I can remember, I was always saving little creatures or helping someone who got hurt. My aunt died in a car accident, not because the collision was fatal, but because the help wasn’t sufficient, so I wanted to do more after that.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Bishop said. “I know all about loss.”

I knew about his ex, and about his dad, but I just nodded in understanding. He could tell me if he wanted to, but I wouldn’t bring it up.

“I’m sure you’ve heard what happened by now,” Bishop said gruffly. “The gossip mill can be unkind.”

“I’ve only heard a few things,” I said.

Bishop leaned back in his chair, his paperwork forgotten.

“Before I was alpha, my dad had shady deals with people shifters shouldn’t work with.”

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