Page 70 of What a Wolf Wants
“Yeah, I just started them. They’re about done. Do you like medium rare too, Ethan?” Noah asked.
“Yeah, you know us wolves.”
“Yep. You can open the bottle of champagne. So two down, two more to go. We’re getting them behind bars for sure,” Noah said, going back out on the patio to flip the steaks.
They joined him while Charlene carried the champagne glasses and Ethan popped the cork, then poured some champagne for them.
“We would only have one more big boss to capture if it hadn’t been for the clerk releasing him. Believe me, they have her up on charges,” Ethan said.
Noah dished out the grilled corn and steaks. “I wish we could take down the mole or moles too. That could make all our lives easier.”
“That’s for certain,” Ethan agreed.
They all went inside to eat because they didn’t want the cold night air to chill their food before they could enjoy their meal. With the big ocean-view window, they could see the full moon and stars glittering across the black night, suspended over the whitecapped waves on the ocean.
“The steaks are delicious and cooked to perfection, by the way,” Charlene said.
“They are,” Ethan agreed.
“Thanks. I’m glad we could do this. Congratulations are in order for you buying another rental house,” Noah said.
“About that.” Charlene took a sip of her champagne before she spoke further. “Ethan and I decided to buy that house for ourselves to live there, and the home we’re now living in will be a rental. The new home is bigger, perfect for a family.”
“You’re going to mate each other.” Noah sounded surprised that they were doing it so quickly.
“We mated each other,” Charlene said. “I didn’t want to spoil our dinner in case you were upset by it, but you know when you meet a wolf that’s the right one for you, there’s no sense in delaying a union.”
“Yeah. I agree. And I’m glad for both of you. Congratulations.” Noah smiled, but he still appeared as though he couldn’t believe it.
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Charlene believed Noah was okay with learning that she and Ethan had mated, and she was glad about it. “Okay, so what is your next mission?” Charlene might not be involved exactly as a paid DEA agent, but she could be involved if the men came to her place.
“I want to watch both Oakley’s home and his great-aunt’s place,” Ethan said. “We need to stick together in case we have to take these men down though.”
“Can I help?” Charlene asked.
“No thanks. We’ve got this,” Ethan said, serious as could be.
“Okay, then I’ll go forward with getting the rental houses fitted with wolf doors as soon as the units are vacated. I have one that will be empty tomorrow, and then it’s booked for two weeks after that. I’ll contact someone to install a wolf door. Or, as far as the contractor is concerned, a large dog door.”
“Are you going to rent to people with pets?” Ethan asked.
“Yes, but they can’t just let their pets out through the wolf doors because there are no fences around the properties. They could lose their pets.”
“True. Humans will wonder why you have them then,” Noah said.
“Nah. They were formerly owned by other people who actually lived there. I’ll give that excuse if anyone asks,” Charlene said. “But I doubt anyone will inquire about it.”
Ethan got a call from Tori then. “Yeah, Tori? I’m having dinner with Noah and Charlene. Charlene and I mated each other.”
“Woo-hoo!” Tori said. “Who all knows? No one said a thing about it to me.”
“You and Noah and that’s it,” Ethan said.
“Well, I’m honored. I called about the two men I thought might have to do with being the mole.”
“In the DEA?”
