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“Uhh, guys?” River says, and my chest tightens even before he adds, “We have a thing.”
Cillian turns around, shoulders tense. “What?”
He holds up his phone. “Lykem called and said he found the wolf, but they’re snowed in on the mountain.”
“Is he incapable of finding them shelter until the storm clears?” I ask, a little surprised. The dragon shifter might be a smart-ass, but he’s never shown himself to be helpless.
“The wolf? She’s, uh, his mate,” River replies, and if it was possible, my jaw would be on the ground.
“What?” I snap as Cillian starts to laugh.
I shove my own mate. “Why are you laughing right now?”
“Because this is turning out to be one hell of a weekend.” Cillian looks back at River. “So, what’s thething?”
“She’s on the run from something…or someone,” he answers, and the vice on my heart only gets worse.
“And that means?” I ask because he’s not really telling us what we should be doing about this sort of information.
“Well, that’s why I said it’s ‘a thing’,” my best friend replies. “There’s nothing to be done now, but Lykem has a feeling it’s going to be one and soon. More like, he’s going to make it one because someone clearly hurt his lady.”
Great. Just freaking great.
“Christmas first, war later, okay?” I tell him, then I take Cillian’s hand. “Maybe a hug from the kids before I go back to the pack house wouldn’t be such a bad idea.”
They might drive me crazy every other day, but I love our pups more than the whole damned world and they’re the only beings to calm me like they do. I’ll need their boost before I go face Mom. She doesn’t need anything else to worry about until this weekend is over.
Chapter13
LUCINDA
Losing isn’t something I do. Getting pelted in the face and all over the rest of my body with ice balls also isn’t something I do. At least not something I let go of easily.
My mate is a good man. The best in all the realms. I know this with every fiber in my body. Yet…
He’s going to pay.
I fly back to the pack house. A quick trip, but even still, when I land, there are icicles on my feathered wings and a dusting of snow covering me. With a snarl, I wipe furiously at myself, not wanting to track a bunch of this white shit into Cait’s house.
She hasn’t done anything wrong and doesn’t need more stress in the form of puddles in her hallways.
Going inside, I slam the door behind me and look up toward the second floor. “Finnigan, if you’re not naked in our room there’s going to be hell to pay.”
One might think this means I’ve forgiven him and he’s about to get lucky, but I’m not that kind of woman. Not even close. Well, sort of.
Taking the stairs one at a time, I move with confidence until I arrive at our bedroom door. With a shake of my shoulders, I hold my head up high, then shove the door open.
My mate is standing there in his black boxer briefs, a worry line deepening between his eyes. “It was just a game, Lucy.”
I smirk at him. “One that isn’t over yet.”
He swallows thickly. “I’m sorry for hitting you with the snowballs.”
I stalk closer, slowly and purposefully. “If it was just a game, you shouldn’t have anything to apologize for, right?”
He doesn’t say anything as I get within touching distance and drag a nail across his chest, then over his shoulder and down his back as I keep moving until I’m standing behind him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be wearing something else?” I ask casually.
