Page 47 of Underworld
It didn’t take him long.
It also didn’t take the uni-hare long to sniff out that the food was done. He hopped out just as Logan put a plate in front of me.
“Can he eat pasta?” I asked. “I don’t know anything about rabbits. Or uni-hares.”
“I’ve got no idea what a real rabbit eats, but uni-hares are sturdy. If he wants it, let him have it.”
I picked up a noodle and bent down.
The uni-hare opened its mouth, flashing fangs that looked innoway normal for its cute, fuzzy body—or its little head.
It scarfed down the offering, then squeaked for more, it’s dark eyes pleading with me in a way that couldn’t be denied.
Logan scooped a heaping of pasta onto a plate and I set it onto the floor. The uni-hare happily chomped away at it while Logan made me a bowl, too. I twirled my fork through the noodles and took a large bite, groaning in delight at the taste.
Logan watched me with a smile, not eating anything himself.
“Why on earth did the Dean want me in a shifter class?” I asked after polishing off my plate.
“Maybe she thought your feathers meant you were a type of bird shifter.” He grinned at me, playfulness in his eyes.
“Ha, ha, ha. You’re so funny.” I took a couple more bites. “Come on, Logan. It doesn’t make sense. What was I supposed to learn from your class?”
He looked down at his untouched plate and didn’t answer, clearly thinking it over. I let him, although thenot knowingwas driving me nuts.
After swallowing a bite, he blew out a breath then met my eyes. “I don’t know, Lily. It was pretty shitty of her to throw you to the wolves—literally. But you handled yourself, as I knew you would.”
“It wasn’t the wolves that was the problem,” I grumbled, thinking of the Demonspawn. I watched as the uni-hare finished licking its plate, then curled up in the doggie bed and fell fast asleep.
His gaze darkened. “What else happened out there, Lils? I caught the scent of sulfur.”
“Demonspawn,” I said. Appetite gone, I pushed my plate away. “A portal, like a circle of blood, opened up and that thing came through. My little furry hero gored him in the eye.”
Logan chuckled. “I take it back. The little guy can sleep in my bed whenever he wants.”
He rose and carried our plates to the sink where he washed them.
“What is it?” I asked when he remained quiet and pensive.
“Luc and Cole are getting stronger,” he said, bracing himself on the counter. “Either that or the barrier is getting weaker.” He looked at me, eyes grim. “We have a fighting chance with you here, but they’re getting stronger andnoneof us are ready. The students, my wolves, Aaron’s panthers. The endgame is coming at us fast and we aren’t prepared. I’m trying to get them to work together as a team, and they’re learning, but I don’t think it’s going to be enough. Not at the rate they’re going.”
“I didn’t do a great job of that myself,” I said, referring to teamwork. I slipped into his arms and rested my cheek against his chest, taking comfort in his warmth. “How can I help?”
“That’s just something that takes time.” He rested a hand on my hip.
I could feel his hunger surging inside him.
But he didn’t move to take me like I wanted.
Tipping my head back, I meet his eyes. “Did you really bring me here just to feed me and talk about demons and shifters and Hell politics?”
He grinned. “What do you think?”
Giving him a slow smile, I reached for his collar, then pulled his shirt open.
“I think you’re scared I’ve changed too much to still be your lover.”
He hummed in agreement as I unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his hard chest. His finger trailed up my arm. “I don’t want to push you, pup. Not after what you’ve been through.”
