off.
“No ridiculous would be insisting that kitty cat sleep out here on the couch too,” Xander grumbled, pointing at Tess.
Eden grinned. “Sorry. I only have two couches and Tess seems like better company than either of you right now.” She shoved a large blanket into Xander’s hand as she huffed loudly.
Nate smiled. He wouldn’t mind sharing the couch with Tess. His body stiffened at the mere thought. The sofa was small. They would have to be close—practically on top of each other. No. Sharing would be nice. No. Get your head together.
Nate shifted his gaze to Tess as Eden and Xander continued to bicker. She stood in the corner, her arms crossed and eyes narrowed. The werecat appeared to be deep in thought. But about what? She’d been silent since they’d left Gordy’s. Even in the restaurant, Tess had only spoken after he’d asked her a question. Why wasn’t she making conversation anymore? Did the packs outdated and barbaric ways disturb her? He wouldn’t blame her. The old-school rules his pack lived by were wrong. But there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe in a few years once he succeeded his parents on the council. But even then, he’d need more people who thought like him to make a difference.
“I’m tired,” Eden stated already padding to her room. She stopped in front of Tess and motioned for the werecat to follow her.
Nate shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. There was no point thinking about the things he couldn’t change right now. He turned his attention to the couch. Xander had claimed the large couch, and he’d gotten stuck with the loveseat. It was going to be a long night.
He pulled out his phone to set his alarm. The white screen illuminated, alerting him to a few missed calls. His mom had called twice, his father once, and Callum three times. Now what?
His finger hovered over the names for a long second as he contemplated which one he wanted to call. Finally, he settled on Callum. The werebear wouldn’t give him any grief. Nate smashed his finger down on Callum’s number.
“Where are you at?” Callum answered on the first ring.
“Eden’s. There is some creepy guy that has been stalking her at Gordy’s,” he grumbled, walking to the window. He drew back the white lace curtain and glanced out at the abandoned street.
“We got a call. Tyler’s team is in trouble. They’ve got a bunch of men on their tail. They said there is another shifter that’s being chased too, but they don’t know who or what it is,” Callum explained in one breath. “Jax, Ray, and I are already in route to intercept.”
“Where are you headed?” Nate demanded. He needed to get there and help his friends.
“Kentucky border. I’ll get you more details as we get closer. Hurry,” Callum instructed.
The phone clicked and went silent. Nate jammed his phone in his pocket.
“I’m going with you,” Tess stated. She snatched her black sweater off the coat rack and slipped it onto her slender frame.
She’d heard that? Her hearing had to be phenomenal. That’s not important right now.
“What’s going on?” Eden asked, popping her head out of her bedroom.
“Hunters are chasing one of our teams and there is another shifter involved,” he repeated the information. He turned to Tess. “I’d prefer you stay with Eden. Please,” he added. She’d be safer here than Sanctuary and his intuition told him Eden would be protected by the werecat if a problem arose.
“That other shifter could be my family,” she insisted, zipping her sweater. “I’m coming, and it’s not up for discussion.”
“I’ll stay,” Xander offered.
Nate glanced between his sister and Xander. She’d be well guarded with him too, and he didn’t have time to argue.
***
T ess adjusted the heater vent, letting the hot air warm her icy fingers. She hated being cold. Focus on something else . Thinking about the icy weather would only make her colder. Her eyes darted to the windshield.
“No ridiculous would be insisting that kitty cat sleep out here on the couch too,” Xander grumbled, pointing at Tess.
Eden grinned. “Sorry. I only have two couches and Tess seems like better company than either of you right now.” She shoved a large blanket into Xander’s hand as she huffed loudly.
Nate smiled. He wouldn’t mind sharing the couch with Tess. His body stiffened at the mere thought. The sofa was small. They would have to be close—practically on top of each other. No. Sharing would be nice. No. Get your head together.
Nate shifted his gaze to Tess as Eden and Xander continued to bicker. She stood in the corner, her arms crossed and eyes narrowed. The werecat appeared to be deep in thought. But about what? She’d been silent since they’d left Gordy’s. Even in the restaurant, Tess had only spoken after he’d asked her a question. Why wasn’t she making conversation anymore? Did the packs outdated and barbaric ways disturb her? He wouldn’t blame her. The old-school rules his pack lived by were wrong. But there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe in a few years once he succeeded his parents on the council. But even then, he’d need more people who thought like him to make a difference.
“I’m tired,” Eden stated already padding to her room. She stopped in front of Tess and motioned for the werecat to follow her.
Nate shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. There was no point thinking about the things he couldn’t change right now. He turned his attention to the couch. Xander had claimed the large couch, and he’d gotten stuck with the loveseat. It was going to be a long night.
He pulled out his phone to set his alarm. The white screen illuminated, alerting him to a few missed calls. His mom had called twice, his father once, and Callum three times. Now what?
His finger hovered over the names for a long second as he contemplated which one he wanted to call. Finally, he settled on Callum. The werebear wouldn’t give him any grief. Nate smashed his finger down on Callum’s number.
“Where are you at?” Callum answered on the first ring.
“Eden’s. There is some creepy guy that has been stalking her at Gordy’s,” he grumbled, walking to the window. He drew back the white lace curtain and glanced out at the abandoned street.
“We got a call. Tyler’s team is in trouble. They’ve got a bunch of men on their tail. They said there is another shifter that’s being chased too, but they don’t know who or what it is,” Callum explained in one breath. “Jax, Ray, and I are already in route to intercept.”
“Where are you headed?” Nate demanded. He needed to get there and help his friends.
“Kentucky border. I’ll get you more details as we get closer. Hurry,” Callum instructed.
The phone clicked and went silent. Nate jammed his phone in his pocket.
“I’m going with you,” Tess stated. She snatched her black sweater off the coat rack and slipped it onto her slender frame.
She’d heard that? Her hearing had to be phenomenal. That’s not important right now.
“What’s going on?” Eden asked, popping her head out of her bedroom.
“Hunters are chasing one of our teams and there is another shifter involved,” he repeated the information. He turned to Tess. “I’d prefer you stay with Eden. Please,” he added. She’d be safer here than Sanctuary and his intuition told him Eden would be protected by the werecat if a problem arose.
“That other shifter could be my family,” she insisted, zipping her sweater. “I’m coming, and it’s not up for discussion.”
“I’ll stay,” Xander offered.
Nate glanced between his sister and Xander. She’d be well guarded with him too, and he didn’t have time to argue.
***
T ess adjusted the heater vent, letting the hot air warm her icy fingers. She hated being cold. Focus on something else . Thinking about the icy weather would only make her colder. Her eyes darted to the windshield.
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