“A missing person case will take a lot of grunt work.”
So, he’d caught that. Werewolf hearing. But he was right, damn him.
I sighed. “I can’t afford to pay her more than minimum wage. Human minimum wage.”
“That’s more than acceptable. Give her a chance. Make her see that she can have a place in this world. That becoming a werewolf doesn’t have to mean her life is over.”
I chewed on my lower lip. It wasn’t like Nathaniel to put himself in anyone’s debt, and I’d be an idiot to miss out on the opportunity.
But teaching a werewolf the ropes… It sounded like a lot of work.
“You’ll owe me,” I finally said. “You’ll owe me big.”
Nathaniel smiled. “I will.”
He practically radiated satisfaction, the same way a certain demon did whenever he’d maneuvered me into a corner. I was ornery enough that his satisfaction made me want to immediately rescind my agreement.
Nathaniel got to his feet and offered his hand. “Thank you, Danica.”
“She’s on a trial,” I said as I stood. “If she turns out to be a huge pain in my ass, she’s gone.”
He nodded. “Fair enough.” His thumb blurred as he sent a text and within moments, he was opening the door to my office and murmuring to someone outside.
A gorgeous woman elbowed her way past him and stalked into my office, offering her hand.
“Hi,” she said. “I’m Kyla.”
I eyed her as I shook her hand. She eyed me back. She was a little taller than me, but fine boned in a way that made her seem almost delicate. Her skin was a rich, creamy brown I could never achieve no matter how much I baked myself in the sun, and her bright blue eyes were sharp and alert.
“Danica,” I said.
My phone vibrated and I fished it out of my pocket. Evie was calling. It was almost 11:00pm and a pit of dread formed in my stomach.
“I’m sorry,” I said, “I have to take this.”
Both wolves nodded and moved toward my office door. It was a nice gesture, but they’d be able to hear whatever Evie said even if she was whispering on the other end of the phone.
“Evie?”
“You have to come. Please. They’re dead. They’re all dead.”
Every muscle in my body tensed. “Who, Evie?”
She was sobbing, hyperventilating. “The coven. Come. Please.”
I jolted, my body suddenly on full alert. She had to be mistaken.
“I’ll be right there.”
My eyes met Nathaniel’s. His eyes had turned an eerie blue. “I’ll come with you,” he said.
If my sister was in danger, I’d be an idiot to turn down the werewolf Alpha. I glanced at Kyla and she nodded.
“Fine.” I said. “Let’s go.”
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