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Chapter6
AMERSYN
Meanwhile, back in Portland, Oregon…
“What do you meansnow?” I ask Maciah because the second biggest draw to spending the weekend in East Texas is the warmth I’m supposed to find there. Not more of the sticky white shit I see all too often here.
He shrugs. “That’s just what Roman said. He called to let me know they’re getting some freak snowstorm in case we were planning on flying. The runway is iced over already.”
Which we were. Now, I’ll need to bother Andie and ask her to come get us first. Not that it takes her very long to teleport from one place to the other, but I like being able to travel on my own. To come and go as I please instead of relying on others.
With a heavy sigh, I get up from the couch in search of my phone. It’s not often that I get to enjoy a quiet afternoon at home. Normally, the compound is buzzing with other vampires or we have calls to deal with from complaints about supernaturals not behaving within the rather loose rules we’ve been charged to enforce.
Not that I don’t enjoy my job, but I’d love a day without problems for once.
I grab my phone and scroll until I find Andie’s number. Shit. Has it really been five weeks since I’ve called her? The more time that passes, the harder it seems to be to keep up with everyone. That makes me sadder than anything else.
Considering I used to hate everyone and prefer to work alone, I’ve grown quite fond of the bonds I’ve formed over the years. I never could have predicted that my best friend circle would be made up of a vampire, witch, wolf shifter, and fae, but I’m not complaining now.
The phone rings several times, and I almost hang up to try Foster, but Andie finally answers. “Yeah?”
She’s out of breath, and I hear screeching in the background. “Where the hell are you?” I ask her.
“Oh, Amersyn,” she says with more relief than I expect. “Can I come get you? We could use your…expertise here.”
“Um, sure, but what’s wrong?” I ask, but the line is already dead.
Maciah is at my side in a second. “What happened?”
“I don’t know, but Andie is—”
“Where are you in this ridiculous mansion?” Andie’s voice booms through the house. “I don’t have time for a tracking spell. Get down here!”
Maciah and I share a look, then shrug. “Good thing we’re already packed,” he says, reaching for our bags.
I speed through the house, nearly invisible, and don’t stop until I find Andie at our front door. There is blood, not ketchup, in her pink hair and something I don’t want to identify on her shirt.
“Should I ask?”
She grimaces. “No. Come on.”
I step away before she can grasp my hand. “We need Maciah.”
Her mouth opens to yell, but he’s at my side before she can. “Perfect,” she says, then latches on to our wrists.
The world feels as if it falls out from beneath our feet, and within seconds, we’re down in Los Angeles at the wolf pack Andie and Foster run.
Two women are fighting, and there’s a man with his leg in his hands as he sits on the ground, watching the women with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
“He called you a limp noodle,” a blonde yells into the brunette’s face.
“Well, he said you were as dry as the Sahara Desert!”
Wow. Okay, then.
I turn to Andie. “What do you want us to do?”
“Restrain them while I try to reattach this idiot’s leg,” she says, then looks around. “Damn it. Where did Foster go?”
