Page 132 of Wolf Cursed
Kai stood on four legs, his black wolf bloodied and crouched beside Vorack, who lay motionless on the floor in the entryway. Through the open front door, I saw another man lying on the porch. Frank. The one who’d messed up my face. Both of their throats had been ripped out. I couldn’t even bring myself to summon a reaction to the carnage. All I cared about was Kai.
I stepped over Vorack’s dead body and crouched down beside Kai. He looked back at me with dubious eyes, and I reached out, laying my hand against the blood coating his fur. With careful fingers, I ran my hands over his fur, checking for wounds.
“You’re not hurt, are you?” I asked.
With a grunt, Kai scooted out of reach and shifted.
When he was human again, he rose and pulled me to my feet.
“Are you hurt?” I asked again, panic lacing my voice.
“I’m fine,” he assured me. “It’s their blood. Not mine.”
I exhaled in relief. “Thank goodness.” The hesitant look didn’t leave his eyes, and I frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“This is the guy who killed your dad, isn’t it?”
“Yes. I don’t know how he found me, but—”
A wolf ran into view and onto the porch. I gasped then relaxed as the coat and eyes registered as familiar. Idrissa shifted and stared back at us with concern. Behind her, a second wolf arrived. Isaac shifted, rushing up to the porch.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “Is she okay? What happened— Oh, shit.”
He stopped short at the sight of Vorack and his henchman lying in pools of their own blood.
“We’re okay,” I said.
The sight of them naked was a bit easier than the first time. Still, I kept my eyes averted as they both stared back at us with shocked expressions.
“How did you know?” Kai demanded.
“Silas called me,” Idrissa said. “He’s on his way too.”
“What did he say?” I could hear the rage mounting in Kai’s voice. Someone had led Vorack here. And I hated to think about what would happen when they found out who did it.
“Drake ratted Ash out,” Isaac said.
“Drake?” I blinked. “How did he even know to call them?”
“I told them Vorack’s name,” I said, stunned and panicked. “That day the hexerei tried breaking into the Throttle—” I broke off and gripped Kai’s arm. “Oscar,” I said.
“He’s fine,” Isaac assured me. “We went there first.”
I exhaled.
“Whoa, holy shit.” Isaac’s eyes widened, and he seemed to be studying me more closely. “No way. Is this real life?”
“What?” I asked.
Kai was silent.
“Drissa.” Isaac motioned for his sister to come closer.
“What?” she asked.
“Do you smell that?”
She leaned in and sniffed, and then her eyes widened too. “You two are…mated?”
