“You came with him, as well.”
“We’re not talking about me,” she snapped. “We’re talking about Finn St. James. Alpha, proud werewolf, and gypsy-healer mega fan.” Lizzy scowled because her description of him seemed much too accurate.
Alice’s face scrunched up as she looked at Lizzy. “Do you feel okay?”
Lizzy rolled her eyes. “I’m fine. This is my usual charming personality. The blood you injected me with isn’t making me a smart ass. It’s my typical state of being. Oh, and my true mate wants your autograph and a picture for his memory board.”
“Good to know. And what the hell are you talking about?”
Her mate snarled at her, but Lizzy ignored him. “Never mind. Forget it. Let’s get back to the rescue operation. We don’t know what’s going to happen or how. So that means you need to be prepared for anything. Maybe some werewolves are going to go all DEA SWAT team on this place and raid it. Or maybe some magical little healers are going to use their soothing lullaby magic to make everyone so chill they won’t mess with us, and we will just walk out the front door. Just don’t be surprised if they try to make contact with you.” Lizzy sprang to her feet, suddenly full of restless energy that needed an outlet. She realized, despite what she had just said, that she was far from okay. But that wasn’t the most important thing right now. Right now, she needed to make sure Alice didn’t freak out if some supernaturals managed to get in contact with her, not that Lizzy understood how on earth they could do that.
“How in the world would they make contact with me?” Alice scooted forward to the edge of her seat again.
Lizzy planted her feet and held her hands out. “No idea, and Finn doesn’t know either.” Why on earth was she acting so dramatically? And why did she suddenly want to crawl out of her own skin? “I’m thinking you should be prepared for anything. Literally anything.” She pointed to her head. “Maybe they can talk to you through some weird gypsy bond. Or maybe they can tap phone lines and call you. Your guess is as good as mine.” Lizzy dropped her hands and paced again. “The main thing is, don’t act weird if it happens while you’re around Cain. It might tip him off.”
“That might be a little difficult, considering I’m sleeping in his room.”
Lizzy blanched. She knew her face probably showed a look of complete disgust, but she couldn’t help it. “WTF? Are you two…”
“No!” Alice snapped. “Not if he was the last man on earth and I was a bitch in heat.”
Lizzy’s brow rose. “Okay, wow. That got graphic quick.”
“Lizzy.” Finn’s voice broke into her mind. “You’ve told her all I know. Now you and I need to talk.”
“Dude, not now. I’m trying to help GH not blow her cover.” Lizzy spoke out loud because she couldn’t concentrate enough to only think her words to him. “Is it hot in here?” Lizzy tugged at her shirt and then fanned her face. “Because it feels like someone just cranked up the thermostat to a hundred.”
Alice stood up and walked over to her. “No, what else do you feel?”
“That’s not important,” Lizzy brushed off Alice’s concern. “Do you think you can keep your crap together if any of the stuff we’ve talked about happens?”
“I’ve got an excellent poker face,” Alice assured her. “What I don’t have is the ability to see what’s happening inside of your body, so I need you to tell me.”
Lizzy stopped moving and forced herself to focus on the signals her body was sending her. She tried to pinpoint exactly what was making her feel agitated. She shook out her hands as if it would somehow force the feelings away, but Lizzy only felt the unsettled feeling grow. “I feel…” she began and tried to come up with an adequate description for what she was experiencing. But her mind just kept jumping back to Finn. Though that just annoyed her because she was still miffed at him and his gypsy-healer infatuation.
“I’m not infatuated with that healer or any healer. And what you’re feeling is the mate bond,” Finn said. “As it grows stronger, the need to be together will grow. It will become painful to be apart.”
“What else did that book tell you about true mates?” She shoved her hands into her pockets to keep from scratching at her skin, which felt too tight over her muscles and bones.
“You think this has something to do with the mate bond?” Alice motioned her hand up and down from Lizzy’s head down to her feet. “You look like a druggy needing a fix.”
“Well, apparently my drug of choice is Finn.” Lizzy breathed out. “Any chance you can get me a hit of that?”
“What will happen if I can’t?”
“Finn?”
“My wolf will eventually go feral and try to kill anyone that keeps me from you,” he explained in a disturbingly calm voice. “I’m not sure how you will handle it. Your wolf is dormant. But if you’re beginning to feel the bond and separation this strongly, perhaps your wolf is making herself known.”
“Finn will go on a killing rampage, and my own wolf may or may not be attempting to come out of the closet, so to speak, but I don’t know how homicidal she will be if kept from Finn.”
“Okay.” Alice nodded and then let out a puff of air. “So I need to convince Cain to let you see Finn.”
She pointed at Alice. “Yes, that. That is a good plan. Meanwhile, I will pace around this room and try not to act like the aforementioned bitch in heat.”
Alice’s eyes widened, almost comically large. “Is that what you’re feeling?”
Lizzy snorted. “No. But your face was priceless.”
