Gregor couldn’t speak in his current form, but he looked at the woman in his arms, noting how tiny and helpless she looked at that moment. He examined his surroundings, knowing that she was especially vulnerable to the exceptional strength of the shifters that were fighting amongst themselves. He held her close to his body, trying to shield her as much as possible.
He ran as fast as he could across the room, managing to avoid most of the flying materials, and keeping his charge safe from all attacks. The blows that he endured were only ricochets and misses, nothing that really hurt him, but she was still worried as he carried her through the door at the other end of the room. Once safely in the tiny closet he shrunk down to his human form. She noticed that he was naked, standing in front of her. “Can you bring the car around?” He asked her, looking down at his body, and trying to cover his growing desire with his hands.
She recovered her feet and left the room not saying a word. It only took a few minutes to pull the car up to the door. He must have heard her pull up because he rushed out of the closet and threw himself into the passenger seat. She reached into the back seat and pulled a blanket out of it. “Cover up, the last thing I need is to be pulled over with a naked man in the passenger seat.”
He laughed a little. “I think that might be the least of our issues, from the sound of it, the fight has moved into the parking garage.”
“I’ve got to get you out of here.”
“Where are we going to go?” He asked, hoping that she would take him someplace private.
“I think that the safe house would be the best bet right now. There are probably people there, waiting for us.” She wasn’t trained in combat driving and hoped that she wasn’t being followed. “I’m not very good at this.” She confessed.
“You seem to be doing just fine, the only problem I have is the fact that your seat is sticking to my butt.”
“Well, I’m sure when they installed the fake leather seats they weren’t thinking about a naked person sitting in one of the seats while we were driving.”
“I guess not.”
Dominique didn’t take long winding through the streets of El Paso to reach the safe house, but for Gregor it seemed like an eternity. When she finally pulled into the driveway of the safe house they had been at he opened the door and sniffed the air. “The wolves are here.” He cautioned her.
“That means we’ve been compromised. I have to take you someplace else.” Her words were hurried and panicky. “Let’s get you out of here.” She waited until he closed the door as several people came out of the bushes, eager to approach the car. She didn’t know if they wanted to know the results of the talks or not, but she couldn’t risk it. After they pulled onto the freeway, she decided where she would take him. “We’ll go to my place. It’s the safest place I know about.”
He nodded then noticed that she wasn’t looking his direction. “That sounds like a good idea, I’d love to have some time when I’m not hurt to see your place, and maybe you’ll show me the greenhouse.”
“You have to be the only person I’ve ever met that has wanted to see my house.”
His eyes glittered as she pulled off of the interstate, heading toward her house. “Maybe it’s not your house that I want to see.”
When they arrived, it didn’t take him long to get settled. He took the chance to explore the small three-bedroom house, and noticed there were plants everywhere. She didn’t seem to be the type of person that regularly entertained guests. It became exceptionally clear when he saw the bathroom. The bathtub was overflowing with tropical plants. There were lights shining brightly in the room and several humidifiers to help create a tropical rain forest all around the room. It looked like she had planted things in the sink and the bathtub, leaving the faucet to drip into the soil, giving the plants the
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