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“That I was usurpinghermate. I gave her a chance to leave, but she wouldn’t. She wanted me dead.”
“I’m certain your dad wouldn’t have allowed that.”
“Yeah. I knew he’d step in if I needed help, but I didn’t.”
“Your dad burned all the bodies. It was hella freaky.”
“He has a spectacular power.”
Ren kissed her forehead. “So do you.”
“I’m ready to go home.”
“Me too.”
Kismet opened a portal to the shop’s apartment and walked through with Ren. She put her wings away, hissing at the sting of the left wing as it disappeared into her back.
“You okay?” Ren asked.
“It hurt a bit, but it’ll get better.”
“Does putting the wings away help them to heal? Like if shifters get injured, they can change forms and accelerate their healing.”
“No, wings don’t work like that. They heal quickly in general, but nothing makes the healing go faster except for spells like Broderik used.”
She looked around the main room of the apartment. It was small but clean, with a couch and flat-screen television on the wall.
“For ages, this place was a dump,” Ren said. “I never cleaned it or bothered with anything in it. I never used it, or even gave it much thought.”
“It doesn’t look like that now. What changed?”
“A she-wolf was stranded in town when her car broke down. Brynn asked me to let her stay here, so I did. I felt bad that the place wasn’t clean, but it was short notice and she said she didn’t mind. One of the omegas, a female named Kammie, cleaned it for me after Honey met her mate in the pack. I decided a while back to get rid of all the old stuff and put in nicer furniture so it was livable. It’ll do until the house is ready.”
She followed him to the kitchenette, which had white countertops and appliances, and light wood cabinets. There was a small table with two chairs, and a vase of what looked like real flowers, but were upon inspection made of silk.
He showed her the bathroom. She eyed the shower and then her mate, and he grinned.
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ll fit too well in there.”
“Well, that’s what you get for being so irresistibly muscular.”
The couch, which Ren explained pulled out into a full-sized bed, held two bags, one containing her clothes and one containing his.
“How long will we be here?” she asked as she looked to see what had been packed.
“A few weeks at least. We don’t have to stay here. We could go to your home instead.”
“But you have work and the pack to tend to.”
He shrugged. “It’s not as if we can’t make it work. If you’d be happier in your house instead of here in this apartment, which—fair warning—the shop gets loud during work hours—I understand.”
She mused on that for a moment but decided it didn’t really matter where they were as long as they were together. “I want to be here. We chose Wilde Creek for our home, and besides, I can help in the house during the day.”
“Just as long as you take it easy,” he said, glancing at her belly.
“I’m barely pregnant, I don’t have to take ittooeasy.”
He hummed. “Just looking out for my favorite girl and our little ones.”
