I nod. “I guess I did.” I frown. “What happened to me?” I ask him. “Outside, I mean. When you were… Just before you shifted. My head…” I touch my temples, remembering. “I’ve never felt pain like that. I don’t think I was hit by anything or anyone.” I shake my head, feeling confused.
“I’m not sure.” He shrugs.
It’s weird because he looks relieved. Why would he be relieved? It doesn’t make any sense.
I don’t push it. Not now. Not with everything else going on.
“You feel fine now, though, right?” Sally asks, defusing the strange tension. She sits back down, leaning against the wall.
“Yes, I’m good. My head feels fine. It’s the weirdest thing.”
“At least we’re all together.” Sally smiles up at us.
I nod, but the fear is still there. Coiled tight in my stomach.
These males are dangerous. They’re desperate. And desperate people do desperate things.
I sit down next to Sally… and suddenly everything is so much better.
I laugh.
“What is it?” Grim asks.
“You’re not going to believe it,” I tell him.
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Grim
Wren’s whole face lights up, and she laughs.
“What is it?” I ask.
“You’re not going to believe it.” She grins at me.
“What’s going on?” Sally asks. “You look like a kid at Christmas.”
“That’s because I am one.” Wren reaches into her jeans pocket and pulls out her cellphone. She holds it up. “Ta da!”
Holy shit.
I want to kiss her. Right here, right now.
Sally gasps. “You are a lifesaver, Wren!” she yells. “I can’t believe you have your—”
“Shhhh!” Wren presses a finger to her lips, her eyes darting toward the door. “If they hear us, they’ll take it away,” she whispers.
Sally nods. “Good point. That is a lucky break.”
“It is. I dropped my purse out there, and they must have assumed that this was in it.” She whispers. “They didn’t think to check my pockets.”
“Why would they?” Sally whispers. “You gave them your keycard. They got what they wanted.”
“Freaking genius,” I tell her.
Wren shakes her head. “More like self-preservation. I didn’t do it to keep this.” She holds up the phone. “I forgot it was even there. I stuffed it in my pocket when I decided to join you guys. I felt it there as I sat down.”
“What are we going to do?” Sally asks, her eyes on the door.
