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“I knew you’d come,” Peter mumbled.
“I’ll always come,” Pisces declared, continuing to soothe his mate. Letting out a growl, he admitted, “Although, I hope you’re never in that kind of situation again.”
Peter let out a soft laugh that held no mirth. “Me, too.”
“You said you’re Pisces?”
Pisces turned his attention to the vampire who’d ripped out the rogue’s heart, but he didn’t let go of his mate. He couldn’t. Not right then. Pisces needed to feel Peter in his arms to assure himself that his human was safe.
“I am,” Pisces confirmed, ignoring the way the rogue was using a cloth to clean his talons. That didn’t mean he allowed Peter to turn his head and look at the vampire just yet.
“You’re the pod tracker, then.” The vampire tucked the cloth into his back pocket before holding out his right hand. “I’m Enforcer Lawson.”
After shifting Peter to be tucked against his side with his left hand, Pisces reached out and took the vampire’s hand. “Thank you,” he decided to go with.
“It’s my job,” Lawson replied dismissively. His gaze strayed to Colton and the humans. “Need clean-up?”
“Just the body and my window,” Peter responded with a scoff. “But I’ll take care of the window if you deal with the body.”
“Consider it done,” Lawson told him, although his attention remained on those behind them. “But I meant the unbonded humans.”
“Uh, no,” Peter quickly countered. “My friends know about paranormals.” He winced as he glanced behind them. “Well, at least, most of them.”
Pisces squeezed Peter’s side and whispered, “Maybe we should have Ryley wiped.”
Peter nibbled his bottom lip, clearly uncertain as he looked to where a pale and wide-eyed Ryley was sitting.
“It won’t take much,” Lawson assured, a hint of a smile curving his lips. “It won’t hurt him, and he’ll never know.”
Groaning, Peter shook his head even as he muttered, “Whatever your protocol is.”
Lawson headed toward Ryley. Even though he moved slowly, he still caught the attention of the trembling older paramedic. The vampire’s irises bled to red, and a second later, Ryley flinched. He lifted his hand to his head and groaned.
“Shit, what is that?” Ryley asked, a whine in his voice as he rubbed his temple.
“Huh.” Lawson backed off, his blond brows lifting to his hairline. He turned his attention back to Pisces, his eyes once again blue. “You need to tell your alpha that he’s immune.”
“Immune?” Peter questioned first. “What’s that mean?”
Lawson smirked as he rolled one wide shoulder in a half-shrug. “It means I can’t trance him. From my experience, Fate’s protecting him.” His grin showcased his fangs. “I’d bet he has a paranormal mate out there somewhere, and Fate’s prepping him.”
“Really?” Pisces had never heard that before. Of course, the human was going through a change already, so who knew what Fate had in store for him? “Well, guess we’ll take him back toWorld of Aquatica.”
After a glance over his shoulder where his vampire buddies were removing all evidence of the rogue being there—other than glass—Lawson refocused on them. “Thanks for the tip, Pisces.” He stuck out his hand again. “Good working with you.”
“Uh, thanks.” Pisces shook the vampire’s hand again, and within the next few minutes, they were gone as was the body and the traces of blood.
“How the hell did they do that?” Link murmured, coming to stand beside them.
“Not a clue,” Pisces admitted. He peered at Link just as the smell of burning meat perfumed the air. With a groan, Pisces asked, “Will you get the meat off the grill? See if anything is salvageable?”
“You can eat after that?” Link stared at him askance even as he moved toward the grill.
Colton shrugged. “You get used to it. Shit happens.”
“So very true,” Peter mused, shaking his head. Peering up at Pisces, he told him, “I know this sounds weird, but even after everything that’s happened here, I don’t want to move out of my house.” As if worried that Pisces would object, Peter added, “It was my grandma’s.”
Pisces dipped his head and pecked a kiss to Peter’s lips. “I already talked to Alpha Kaiser about me living here with you.”
“You did?”
Loving the pleasure that filled Peter’s beautiful features, Pisces nodded. “Yup. This is your home. And you’re my home. That means it’s my home, too.”
“Thank you, Pisces,” Peter whispered, standing on his toes and pressing their lips together.
Pisces was only too happy to kiss Peter right back. Commuting to work had never sounded so good when he knew he had his mate waiting for him at home.
