Page 116 of Wolf Cursed
I thought of some of the wolves I’d seen at the barn the other night. The energy coming off them was raw and primal.
“I think some of them wouldn’t mind that,” I said.
He didn’t look thrilled as he said, “I think you’re right.”
“What would Drake do if he knew I was the curse breaker.
Kai didn’t even hesitate before answering, “He’d kill you before you could do it.”
“You sound sure.”
“Drake isn’t like the rest of us,” he said. “He showed up here three years ago, bloody and wounded and barely hanging on. Said his pack turned on him. We took him in, and when he was well enough, he fought for his place. He’s wild like us, sure, but there’s something else in him too. His wolf doesn’t want to tether.”
I shuddered. Drake was bad news—even to a pack of rogue, criminal wolves. That said a lot about the guy.
Before I could answer, my phone rang. Isaac’s name lit up the screen. Well, actually, it displayed the words “Main Dish” since I hadn’t yet changed it from Isaac’s initial entry.
Kai looked up at me with raised brows.
“Don’t ask,” I told him and then hit the button to answer the call. “Hey,” I said, putting it on speaker.
“The eagle has left the nest. I repeat, the eagle has left the nest.”
I rolled my eyes.
“No one’s listening to this conversation, Isaac,” Kai said. “You can drop the spy talk.”
“You don’t know that for sure,” Isaac hissed. And then louder, “I’ve got eyes on the target. Asset’s secure. You may proceed.”
Kai shook his head.
“What about Drake?” I asked.
“My sources say he’s on a barstool at Bo’s bar right about now. Three beers deep to Presley’s four. We’re a go, people. I repeat, Operation Hex-’em is a go.”
“You did not just call it that,” I groaned.
“It’s brilliant, I know. Mother Hen over and out.”
I looked down at my phone and saw Isaac had hung up.
“Mother Hen?” I repeated.
“Terrible code name,” Kai said. “Come on. Time to get wet.”
He winked, and I laughed. “You did not just say that to me.”
“Punish me later, gorgeous.” He got out and turned around to offer me his hand. I took it and slid out of the truck and into the pouring rain. Flirty Kai could convince me of anything, including standing out here in the worst thunderstorm I’d seen in years. When he looked at me like that, wet didn’t even begin to cover it.
Kai slammed the truck door shut, and together, we ran through the woods toward the tiny cabin.
By the time Kai pulled me to a stop, I was soaked through and blinded by the rain in my eyes. I had no idea how he could see, much less know where we were, but he apparently did. When I stopped, he leaned in close to make sure I could see him and held a finger to his lips.
I nodded.
This was the part of the plan that excited me.
Kai backed up a few paces and then, like he’d done it a thousand times before, he shifted.
