call Donna and Conner and ask them to send someone to give me a ride.”
Before I could even open my phone app, Calder’s hand shot out and snatched the device from my grip.
“Hey!”
Smiling smugly, he tucked it into his back pocket.
“Give that back!”
“Come get it.”
I shook my head. No way in hell was I falling for that. If I got close enough, he’d have me in that truck so fast my head would spin.
He mimicked my pose and crossed his arms as well. “Then I guess you’re stuck with me.”
I huffed out a frustrated sigh. I wanted to throttle Shannon, but I knew I would need her help disposing of the body if I snapped and killed Calder in a murderous rage.
“Fine.”
Calder nodded and reached out to open the passenger door for me. Shooting him a killing glare, I climbed inside. After he shut the door, I smiled grimly. If he thought it was going to be that easy, he was wrong.
* * *
Calder
I watched Ricki stomp up the stairs of my farmhouse, her tight ass swaying with each step. For the first time in my life, I appreciated the sight because it meant the woman was walking away from me.
While Ricki hadn’t tried to fight me physically, she had a mouth that could tear strips off of the toughest hide. The trip from her apartment complex to the pack compound felt three times as long as usual. For the first five minutes, she sat in the passenger seat, fuming silently. I wondered if she intended to give me the silent treatment. Her cat growled and complained intermittently from the carrier in the backseat, but I assumed she would quiet down after a while.
I was wrong on both counts. After five minutes, Ricki proceeded to tear me to pieces verbally. At first I tried to defend myself, but it rapidly became clear that she didn’t give a shit what I had to say. That was when the demon cat in the backseat began to screech as though in agreement.
So I tuned them out.
When we arrived at my farmhouse, Ricki followed me inside and as soon as the door to the carrier opened, her cat shot out and disappeared in the downstairs hallway.
“Where’s my room?” Ricki asked impatiently. Before I could answer, she continued. “And where’s Shannon?”
I hesitated. As angry as she had been over something as small as riding here with me, when she found out that she and Shannon were in separate safe houses, I was worried that the explosion would be of a nuclear nature.
Ricki immediately picked up on my reluctance and accurately assessed what it meant. “She’s not here, is she?”
I shook my head.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she cocked a hip. “Will she be here anytime soon?”
“No.”
“I see.” Ricki paused. “Okay, so where is my room?”
I gave her directions and watched in relief as she went up the stairs without further comment. I knew better than to believe this was over, but I was glad I didn’t have to listen to her yell at me any longer.
My head ached, an extremely rare occurrence for werewolves. We were never sick and didn’t typically suffer the same sort of nagging ailments humans faced, like headaches or colds.
I unloaded the car and noticed that there was no litter box among the cat paraphernalia, so I called one of the pack members that lived closer to the city and asked them to pick one up and bring it to my house. I knew I would be catching all kinds of hell from the other males over letting my mate bring her cat to my home, but I didn’t care.
I would face her ire a thousand times over if it meant that she would be safe.
Chapter Six
Calder
A few hours later, I was downstairs making dinner when my cell phone rang.
I yanked it out of my back pocket. “Hello?”
“You wanna tell me why your mate is calling my woman and asking if I can come get her?”
I froze at the words Alexander Dimitriades drawled in my ear. “What?”
He sounded both amused and angry when he answered. “Somehow, you neglected to take your mate’s cell phone. She’s been
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