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“Yeah, but obviously, there was some he didn’t destroy,” Eleanor said. “What if there was enough for all of them.”
“If there were, we’d know by now,” Wes said.
Fear ate at Eleanor’s insides. “Because all of them would have attacked us a second time.”
Wes nodded. Eleanor reached for his hand. “I’m so sorry, Wes. I hate that I’ve dragged you into this and -”
“You didn’t,” he said. “Besides, you’re my mate, and I will do whatever is necessary to protect you.”
She squeezed his hand. “How’s the bite on your shoulder?”
“Already starting to heal,” he said.
She frowned. “Seriously? I know shifters can heal faster than humans, but that seems quick.”
He shrugged. “We heal faster from wounds we receive from other shifters than we do from regular injuries.”
“Man, there’s so much I need to learn about shifters,” Eleanor said. She paused and then said, “I think I should destroy the formula.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. If you destroy it, the men who are looking for you will kill you,” Wes said.
“They’re gonna kill me anyway,” Eleanor said.
“Not if we expose what they’re doing,” Wes said. “We know the name of the lab your father worked for, and we have the formula as proof. Cooper has a journalist friend, Mariana, who works for The Bridgedale Daily. We’ll ask him to contact her and see if she can meet with us. We’ll tell her about the formula and what the lab’s been doing.”
“That seems like a bad idea,” Eleanor said.
“Exposing them is the only way to stop them from hunting you,” Wes said. “You can’t live your life constantly looking over your shoulder. This is our best chance at ending this, I promise.”
Wes glanced at his watch. “I’ll call Cooper and update him on what we’ve found out from your dad’s video and ask him to call Mariana. Then we’ll make some dinner. Okay?”
“Sure,” she said. “It felt weird to do mundane things like make dinner when there was a crazed lion shifter after her for a formula her father created, but maybe this was her life now. She’d finally found her person, just in time for the rest of her life to go to shit.
Wes rested his forehead against hers and slid his arms around her waist. “Everything will be fine, Butterfly. I’ll keep you safe. I promise.”
CHAPTER 22
“I feel stupid.” Eleanor pitched her voice low, so she didn’t disturb Boone or Chase, who were in the cubicles on either side of Wes’s.
Wes looked up from his laptop. “Why?”
“Because I’m sitting in your cubicle with you while you work,” Eleanor said.
She’d driven Wes to work this morning. Grayson and Adam, another shifter from the security firm, were on watch overnight, and they’d followed Eleanor in their car to the office. Grayson had stuck around while Wes filled the others in on what her father told them in the video recording, then gone home to get some sleep.
“You’re safest with me,” Wes said.
“You know, when you said you’d keep me safe, I didn’t realize that meant being ten inches from you at all times,” Eleanor said.
“You weren’t complaining last night,” Wes said with a wicked grin.
She blushed when Boone said through the cubicle wall, “Keep it in your pants, Wesley. There’s a strict ‘no sex at the office’ rule, remember?”
“I thought it was a ‘no sex with the clients’ rule,” Chase said from the other side.
“It’s both,” Boone said.
“Was the first rule created because someone had sex at the office?” Eleanor said.
