I clicked answer. “Brax, I was getting ready to give you a call.”
“Is that the werewolf alpha?” the sorcerer asked, alarmed.
I gestured for him to be quiet.
“Somehow, I don’t believe that,” Brax said in a quiet voice.
I would have. Eventually. Maybe.
“You stole my car,” he said evenly.
“I did tell you not to leave your keys in the ignition, and I left it in a safe spot.”
“Yes, Easton. The parking garage you left it in charged us a hundred dollars to get it out because it was left overnight.”
I grinned. I’d chosen that garage specifically for that reason in the hopes he wouldn’t recover it until it’d accumulated some fines. He was lucky they hadn’t towed it.
“I heard you lost another wolf,” I said.
“Liam told you. I’m surprised he hasn’t pulled you from the streets yet.”
“You two seem to have a history,” I observed. They had gone at it like too guys feuding over a girl’s affections or as a part of some long standing male rivalry.
He ignored my comment. “We need to meet.”
I shook my head, forgetting he couldn’t see me. “The last time we met you kidnapped me.”
“I can still find out where your family is,” he began.
“Ha, nice try. The vampires already know about them, which means your threat has no teeth.”
The silence over the line spoke volumes. I smirked. It was nice for the shoe to be on the other foot. He needed me more than I needed him now. The only question was how much I made him beg before I told him what I knew.
“Nothing to say?” I asked. “That’s strange. I thought you wanted to know who was killing your people.”
“You’re so mean,” the sorcerer whispered. “I love it.”
I shot him a wry glance. He liked it when he wasn’t on the receiving end. I bet if I started threatening to not share my information he’d lose his shit.
“I’d be very careful if I was you,” Brax rumbled.
“Nope, not what I want to hear.”
I clicked the end button and set it in my lap.
“I can’t believe you just hung up on the wolves’ alpha,” Peter said, looking at me with a hint of respect for the first time. “He’s going to rip you to pieces when he finally catches up with you.”
The phone rang. I let it ring once, twice and then a third before finally picking it up and saying, “Yes?”
“You little—”
Click.
Still not what I wanted to hear.
“Oh man, I’m tempted to let all your transgressions against me go just for the sheer entertainment value of the last few minutes.”
“And that’s why I haven’t taken that cuff off yet.”
