“Yes, Vervain is trying to track him,” Re answered for us.
I was too busy freaking out.
“Do you know where he went?” Max asked.
“No.” I glared at Re. “But I know who he wentwith.”
“No,” Re whispered. “Theytook him?”
“Who?” Max asked.
“The furikake trickster!”
“The trickster took Ty?” With perfect timing, Trevor came stomping down the stairs from the VIP floor. He sniffed the air and growled. “Son of a motherfunning, non-binary budgie!”
Max's eyes went wide at our fury and our choice of expletives. “Uh, what's furikake?”
“You work in Hawaii, and you don't know what furikake is?” Re lifted an eyebrow.
“I don't hang out here much.” Max shrugged.
“It's a delicious blend of dried seaweed, sesame seeds, and spices that's a condiment for rice.” I focused on Trevor. “They won't hurt him, honey-eyes.”
“They've already hurt him!” Trevor growled. “Now they're going to hurt him worse.” His expression shifted from anger to worry. “Are you sure it was them?”
“His trail just vanishes. The only one who could cover Ty's trail is the trickster.” I grimaced. “Well, maybe not the only one, but the most likely culprit.”
“Which means we can't track them. Fudge cake!” Trevor's body rippled, and then a snarl that was more wolf than man vibrated through the air. His eyes gleamed.
“Oh, fun.” Re sighed. “It's Wolf.”
All the employees who'd been getting Moonshine ready for the night—mostly Froekn, but some Intare—had been eyeing us since Re and I arrived. But with Wolf's sudden takeover of Trevor, the Froekn went still, only their nostrils widening to help them better assess the danger. Despite their caution, they watched with more reverence than fear, ready to follow any order the Wolf delivered. Fenrir was their patriarch and god, but Wolf was a living representation of their primal selves. On some level, they respected him more than Fenrir.
That was nice and all, but Wolf would only make matters worse.
“Hey, baby,” I purred as I slid in against him.
Wolf's arms came around me and pulled me in tighter. “Mate, we must hunt the monster who took our brother.”
“Yes, we must, but we don't have a way to do that yet.”
He growled, his head swiveling down to bring our faces together.
“Stop that!” I pushed his head back with my index finger on his forehead. “I can't just pull a solution out of my butt.”
“Out of your butt?” Wolf frowned, but his eyes also went wide—kind of impressive.
Re snickered. “Yeah, puppy, you can do more with butts than sniff them.”
“Not literally.” I shot Re a glare. “It's a human phrase meaning that there's nothing I can do.”
“ThenIwill do something.”
Annoyed, I stepped back. “Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do, Big Bad Wolf? Huff and puff?”
Wolf scowled at me. “I don't huff or puff. I'm not even sure how to.”
As everyone else gaped, Re burst into hysterical laughter.
