“I ordered you more bath bombs yesterday,” he said, kissing the claim mark on my shoulder as he started the water.
“You orderedyoumore bath bombs?” I teased.
“I orderedusmore bath bombs.”
I snorted, and he chuckled, kissing my shoulder again. “What do you want to do today? The pack will be lazing around, so we’re free. We have the pack’s Thanksgiving celebration tomorrow, because we always do it a day early. The day after that, we celebrate with your sisters and Hale in Vamp Manor.”
“So we need to have our fun today, because we’ll be busy the rest of the week?” I asked.
“Right.” He kissed me on the lips, distracting me for a long moment.
“Maybe we should?—”
Someone knocked loudly on our door.
I frowned at Porter.
His forehead creased.
I knew he’d be quickly checking the pack, to see if something had gone wrong.
“Everything’s fine with the wolves,” he said, reaching for a towel.
“You arenotanswering our door in a towel.” I strode toward the door with him hot on my heels, grabbing his shirt off the floor.
“If I’m not answering in a towel, you’re not answering in my shirt.” He reached for my waist to stop me, but the person at the door knocked louder.
“Izzy!” A feminine voice yelled from the other side of the door.
It was so muffled, I couldn’t tell which one of my sisters it was, but I knew in my gut that it was one of them.
Porter didn’t try to stop me as I rushed to the door, yanking it open. Zora was on the doorstep, her expression panicked.
“What happened?” I demanded.
She surged into the room, shoving a hand through her wild curls. “Clem snuck out of Vamp Manor last night. She left a note in her room. I tried to call you when I found it a few hours ago, but you didn’t answer. She said she was coming here, to hang out with the pack during the full moon. Did you see her? I know she wanted to hook up with a werewolf, but?—”
“Fuck. I invited her. I forgot I invited her.” I lifted a hand to my forehead. “She could be in bed with a wolf right now.
“Maybe, but she’s not answering her phone.”
“I wasn’t answering my phone.”
“You’re mated,” she pointed out. “And you knew no one would be looking for you.”
“The fae were here,” Porter said in a low voice. “We didn’t tell her.”
“We didn’t know when we invited her.”
“What do you mean, the fae were here?” Zora demanded. “She said it was safe, because the wolves would be controlled by the moon.”
“It would’ve been. If she didn’t find the fae. Fuck,” I shoved a hand over my hair. “This is my fault.”
Porter found his jeans on the floor, and pulled his phone out.
“She should’ve told someone she was leaving,” Zora said, her panic rising. “What if one of the fae took her to their realm to force her to mate with them?”
“Hey, Kai,” Porter growled into the phone, then paused. “Where is he?”