Page 51 of Shifter's Dream

I’ll try, but most everyone is already working. We’ve got reports offoxendisappearing, kidnapped some are saying, and we’re scrambling, trying to figure out if Khain is involved, but if I have to, I’ll start pulling more officers from neighboring districts to come work out here. I agree that something is about to happen. Where are you? We’ll send you a guard, too.

I’m close. Send a roving patrol car out to circle the streets just north of Remington’s, and that’s all I need. The last thing he needed was someone like Mac and Rogue showing up at the apartment. Or Canyon and Timber. He couldn’t decide who would be worse.

How’s it going?Trevor asked after a beat to consider.

Good. I’m inside her place. We’re talking. I’ve told her everything.

What’s her name?

Gotta go, she wants me.

Troy turned offruhiin his head, praying that was true.

Again, the barest whiff of bear floated to him, but it wasn’t pure. It was almost like someone was walking around in the woods with a bear paw on a chain or something. Did people wear bear fur? Probably not. Bears didn’t stand for that shit. That would be like trying to wear wolf.

Was he being watched? He might be.

Troy snarled into the forest, soft at first, then louder, then one last wicked-mean rolling growl. If someone was watching him, that was their only warning. If he saw anyone too near his female, he was breaking necks first, asking questions later.

30 – Free-Fall

Reed stared at the colors moving on the TV.

She wasn’t ok, she was definitelynotok, and she didn’t believe anything Troy had said, not a word of it, and she had no‘power’so that definitely did not fit. But the pendant with the angel and the wolf on it? How could he know about that? There were so many things that she needed to ask but she couldn’t handle the answers right now. She just needed… she just needed some time, and some distance, something to get her mind off of it.

From her balcony, Troy snarled, lightly at first, then stronger, then louder. Her insides went gooey and liquid at the sound. She could feel her pulse throbbing throughout her body, making her want, need, want, need.Hey, she knew of a good distraction.She snatched up her phone, meaning to text,stop me, I’m about to go stupid, but the words that actually formed in her messaging app were:

Thanks for the checks. It’s all good over here. I’m going to bed soon.

Mmmhm, came the reply. And right on the heels of it:Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, which means no butt stuff.

Sage!!!!!

Ok, ok, if you really want to do butt stuff, do butt stuff.

Good-bye.

I’m alone tonight so I’ll be imagining you and Tom. I hope that doesn’t make it weird.

Reed shook her head and put her phone on silent then tossed it onto the couch. She shivered, remembering Troy’s big, meaty paws on her body, and his big, meaty-

He came through the door, closing and locking it, his expression intense, his eyes catching hers at once.

“I liked your mustache,” she said without thinking.

He touched his upper lip. “I’ll grow it back.”

She watched him closely. She had to know. “I didn’t like the Hawaiian shirt.”

“I’ll burn it.”

Reed held on tight to the blanket he’d laid over her legs, and felt herself fall into some terrifying abyss that didn’t seem quite so terrifying anymore, but still, she couldn’t handle him. She shook her head. “Don’t do that for me.”

“I’ll burn them all, I’ll do it tonight.” He moved further into the room, loping, coiled strength obvious in his every stride. She wished he was naked. He came close to her from behind the couch, then knelt, so their faces were even.

“You’ll regret it,” she said. He was close enough for her to touch him.

“I have other shirts.”

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