Page 6 of Mated to Fenrir
"Never a good sign," Hel said.
I glared at her. "Unhelpful."
She shrugged. "But true. Did you ask her for her number? Maybe you can message her and suggest meeting up somewhere that isn't as intense as a Jinx Masquerade."
I grimaced. "I don't know her number."
"Okay, well, that's more of a problem. What do you know about her?"
"She's blonde, and her dress is silver."
"I thought you said you kissed her?"
"I did." I touched my hand to my head. "It's my wolf."
"Your wolf is why you kind of acted like an ass?" she asked.
"What? No. Yes. Kind of. It's hard to explain."
"I amsoglad Loki had me with my mother and not yours," she muttered.
I snorted. "Necromancy doesn't sound that great."
"Neither does losing all rational thought because your wolf thinks someone smells nice, or whatever it is that sets him off."
"It's hard to explain." Especially when she didn't have an inner wolf trying to make decisions for her.
"Okay, so what you're saying is that your wolf responded to a woman you met here, and that she's blonde, and you kissed her?"
"Yes."
"And she didn't tell you her name?"
"Yes." I gestured to the bartender for another drink.
"Did you tell her your name?"
"No. I don't usually tell people I'm Fenrir the moment we meet."
"Maybe you should start. Especially if your wolf is going to remove rational thought from your head. I thought your dick would do that for you."
"Please don't talk about my dick," I murmured.
"Fine. Well, the good news is that there are only a few hundred people here, and you can rule out at least two of them for being related to you. Maybe three, I imagine Uncle Thor is here too."
My drink appeared in front of me and I resisted the urge to down it all at once again. "Good start."
"It's not as bad as you think," she said. "You can also rule out anyone that you've met before, and considering the number of gods who are currently in attendance, that's a good amount of people."
I shook my head. "That's not how fated mates work. It could be someone I've met before. If they weren't right for me then, but are right for me now, then my wolf would react differently."
"Wolf shifters," Hel muttered under her breath.
"Believe me, I feel the same," I responded.
"You'll still be able to rule out people you know if you talk to them tonight," she said. "So go forth and mingle."
"And if I can't find her again?"
