“I know you’ll make the right decision.” How were we even discussing this? “Where—”
Oh.
There they were.
Three men stepped out of the shadows across the empty plot, two large men who I’d been introduced to the other day and who were basically badass accountants. I wasn’t sure what the plan was for them until one started taking off his clothes and I looked away to study the new man.
Well, kind of a man.
The third was more confusing because he was barely an adult and wiggled like his ADHD was completely out of control.
Yes, he was my protector because he came bouncing across the grass with barely a jerk of Braun’s head. “One of his relatives seemed to have fucked a dinosaur at some point. He’s not coordinated at all but he’ll be able to chomp the idiot in half if he needs to.”
What?
“Webster. This is my mate Dorian.”
A dinosaur?
People really would sleep with anything.
“Hi, Alpha.” The too-young-looking kid was smiling ear-to-ear as he stumbled to a stop. “The chief says hi and to let him know if you need help burying a body.”
Good grief.
Well, it was nice that Braun had such good friends in high places?
“Thanks.” Glancing over toward one side, Braun squeezed my hand one more time before letting it go. “The idiot’s close. Thank you for protecting my mate.”
“Anytime.” Webster turned his beaming smile toward me, ignoring the growing danger and the way one of the other men was now a very large wolf. “I’m really big when I shift. Don’t worry.”
Because he was some kind of a dinosaur.
Great.
“Thank you.” How was I supposed to respond to any of this? “I appreciate your help while Braun takes care of the situation.”
I didn’t think I needed to point out the whole human thing, so I tried not to say anything stupid as we moved to get out of the way. Thankfully, Webster seemed to be able to fill in any gaps in the conversation. “I’ve already graduated from the high school but I still have some family members you’re teaching. They really like your class.”
“I’m glad.” Most of my students were great kids.
“I’m supposed to find a way to casually drop in the fact that the Carson kids are all mages who really like pranks.” Heshrugged when I coughed to cover a laugh. “I don’t know why they thought I was the right person to do that.”
Me neither.
“I can connect the dots now and I appreciate you being so direct.” That was much easier. “I’m still learning about the community, so sometimes subtle is confusing.”
“Oh.” Perking up again, he looked pleased. “Then I’m not going to tell them I screwed that part up.”
“You didn’t. You were very helpful.” And a bit like a puppy if I had to describe him.
What was he besides part dinosaur?
“Thanks.” As we finally stood with our backs to the brick building, he positioned himself just in front of me and his gaze swept around the area like he knew how to protect me.
It seemed like I needed to question my mate a bit less.
But were there questions I needed to ask Webster?
