Page 46 of Underworld
Ironically, that statement seemed to apply to the other creatures I had bonded with.
Namely Hendrik or Dante, which I’m sure Logan would love to hurt right about now.
Glancing at the little guy who hopped over to sniff at my feet, I considered Logan’s words. “Is that right, buddy?”
To my surprise, the uni-hare lifted his head up and down.
“Did he justnod?” I asked warily.
Logan grinned. “Uni-hares come from the enchanted forest, a new realm that’s begun to merge with ours. A lot of the unicorn shifters take them as pets. I’m not sure if you’ve ever met a witch’s familiar but these little guys? They’re just as smart.”
“Wait up,” I said, throwing up my hands. “Did you just say unicorn shifters?” Because, that would be fucking cool.
He shrugged. “That’s the rumor,” he said. “We planted magical orbs that have trapped the lower level creatures around the perimeter for our studies. Dante’s idea,” he pointed out.
Appalled, I gaped at him. “And you used them asbaitin a game?”
Logan’s gaze jerked away. “I can’t exactly tell the Dean no. She thought it was a fabulous idea.”
“And you call yourself an Alpha,” I snapped, irritated. Bending down, I scooped up my uni-hare and cuddled him. The bunny familiar looked at Logan with what I could only describe as smugness before rubbing his cheek against my chest.
Logan growled.
The uni-hare hissed.
I chuckled. “That’s right. You tell him.”
My belly rumbled then, cutting Logan off just as he started to speak. For whatever reason, ever since I’d come back from the dead I was constantly starving.
“Shit,” he muttered, shaking his head. “I need to feed you. You’re going to burn a lot of calories the first little while as you get used to your new body. Kaito warned me as much.” He rummaged through his pantry, wincing as he pulled out a box and a jar of sauce. “Pasta okay?”
“I love pasta. And right now, I’m hungry enough to eat a horse, so I’m not going to be picky.”
“Okay. It won’t take long. Feel free to look around.”
I put the uni-hare down again and proceeded to do just that. I made it to the bedroom just as Logan put the pasta on to boil. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I didn’t say you could wander too far.”
Chuckling, I tugged at him. “You’re going to burn the food.”
“I can’t burn water,” he said, grinning. “I have a few minutes before the water starts boiling.” He moved in closer to me. “Spread your wings a little,” he said, nuzzling my neck.
I did and he slid in even closer, my wings no longer trapped between us.
“Rabbit,” Logan growled.
Opening my eyes, I saw the uni-hare’s fuzzy little butt just as he hopped onto the doggie bed that I now realized was Logan’s preferred sleeping spot.
Logan growled again. “Get off.”
“Hey.” I went to elbow him and my wings got in the way. Instead, I pinched his wrist and said, “Be nice. You’re not using the bed right now, so why can’t he?”
Logan said, “He shouldn’t want to. I’m a damn wolf and it’ll smell like predator.”
“And you’re mine,” I reminded him smugly, gazing at my uni-hare as he snuggled into the mat, then closed his eyes. “Besides, it’s your own fault he’s here.”
Logan’s released sigh, making me laugh.
A timer beeped and he squeezed me before letting go. “Come into the kitchen and sit while I finish the food.”
