Page 143 of Warlords, Witches & Wolves

Someone hammered on the door then it swung open. Conversation died as everyone turned to look at the wolf.

“It’s our night so fuck off,” a vampire yelled.

Several others cheered. The wolf didn’t move. She remained by the door, scanning the room as though looking for someone. Macey’s gut tightened.

“I’m here for Macey Stenning.”

“Why?” Talia straightened.

Several other vampires shook off relaxation and coiled as though ready to fight. Like they were willing to protect her even though they barely knew her.

Macey didn’t move, not wanting to draw attention.

The wolf sniffed as her gaze darted around the room. “She’s here. I can smell her.”

“Why do you want her?” An older man asked. His skin was pale like he hadn’t seen the sun in a decade or more, and his fangs were down. “This is important vampire business.”

The wolf snorted, then called out, “Macey Stenning, Owen Fyfe requests your presence at the emergency pack meeting.”

Something about the way she said it made Macey’s blood run cold. She stood.

A few people glanced at her including the wolf. The wolf nodded, there was no hiding now.

“It’s not your pack. You don’t have to go, just because a wolf orders,” Talia muttered.

Around the room there were whispers. Her cheeks heated. Had they all heard about her and Owen or were they guessing at the reasons?

“And if I don’t go?” Macey asked.

“He will be outcast.”

Macey drew in a breath. “And if I do go what happens?”

The wolf shrugged. “That’s not my problem. I was told to fetch you. Will you attend?”

Talia put a hand on her arm. “Whatever is going on, you don’t need to be mixed up in it.”

“I think it’s too late.” Her teeth worried at her lip.

Someone slammed down a glass.

“Fuck it, all tonight needed was a good fight.” Ajax stood. “She doesn’t go alone.”

“That’s not…that is you aren’t invited.”

“Do I look like I care?” Ajax turned. “Two more with me and Macey. What’s your pack, newbie?”

“Green River,” Macey forced the words out.

“I’ll come with you.” Talia moved to stand with Macey.

“No you won’t, newbie, you can go to Green River and tell them there’s trouble with the Portland pack. Any Green River vamps here?”

One stood. “The others didn’t come.”

They hadn’t wanted to, and Macey didn’t blame them. It wasn’t compulsory for vampires except for their first one after failing to shift.

“You can’t all come.” The wolf said, but she didn’t sound confident.

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