Yeah, I'd rather piss off Merrily than Kat's wolf.
I stepped out of the SUV, grabbing Kat's clothes just in case I managed to talk the wolf into shifting back.
The wolf climbed over the center console and onto the driver’s seat, then jumped smoothly to the pavement.
I scratched her ears lightly as we walked toward the dress shop together. Her size was average for a werewolf, which was slightly larger than a nonmagical wolf. Her curly blond fur was ridiculously soft.
She nuzzled my arm as we stepped inside the building. The boutique's walls were pink, and the tile floors were white stone.
Liv and Merrily were in the waiting area. Mer sat on a couch, curled up with her phone in her hand like always, either reading or working. Liv wasleaned up against the wall, chewing gum and fiddling with some kind of fidget toy. The earbud in her ear probably played a spicy romance book.
Both looked up when we entered.
Kat's wolf trotted over to them and licked Liv's arm. Liv looked somewhere between surprised and amused. Merrily shook her head, lifting a hand to stop the wolf before she was also licked.
"My skin is too sensitive," she said.
Kat's wolf licked the sleeve of Merrily’s sweater instead, very lightly, before trotting back over to me and rubbing up against my side.
Thankfully, she chose that moment to shift back, and left a very beautiful, verynaked, Kat in her place.
It took a hell of a lot of self-control not to think about fucking her as she got up off her hands and knees, muttering something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like cursing her wolf.
She ripped the stretchy shorts, sports bra, and loose t-shirt from my hand before she stalked toward a door that was clearly labeled as a bathroom.
My self-control failed me, and I absolutely stared at that tight, bare ass as she went.
Liv shook her head at me when I looked back at the queens.
Merrily sighed, her fingers still moving quickly over the screen of her phone. "You’ve created a real mess, Callum. You could’ve warned me you were planning this."
"If I’d warned you, you would’ve tried to stop me."
She didn’t deny it.
Kat stepped out a moment later, barefoot, but clothed.
"You forgot my shoes," she said to me, barely glancing my way as she strode past.
"Those chunks of foam you wear barely qualify as shoes," Liv countered.
"They’re the most comfortable shoes on the planet, and there’s no drying time, which is ideal with all the rain."
My eyes followed her ass to the door.
I didn’t care what shoes she wore. She was mine.
Finally.
five
KAT
Merrily was only slightly friendlierthan Liv, but I liked her anyway.
Honestly, I liked Liv too.
Liv was now wearing a different set of workout clothes—a pair of tie-dye leggings and a hot pink bra. Her shockingly bright platinum hair was tied up in a wild bun on top of her head, now.
