“Right. Can you fix it?” I didn’t want someone smelling me and alerting thedruids.
He nodded. “I’ll need to gather some supplies, butyes.”
I didn’t want to know what “supplies” he would have to gather, considering last time I was pretty sure I drank wolfpiss.
We’d reached the camp and my gaze fell to Sophie, in her human form, having an animated conversation with Logan and Keegan. Dom was cleaning a few of his guns while chatting with Roxy, and Nadine was staring across the courtyard at Gear, who was playing a card game with Ruben. It felt nice to have this slightly dysfunctional group to call myfamily.
“How’s rooming with Sophie going?” I said, trying to lighten the conversation as we walkedcloser.
Danny rolled his eyes. “I’m sick of seeing boobs. That’s all I willsay.”
I laughed and Logan looked up, pinning me with his green eyes.‘Did you know Eva was leaving to look forskyborn?’
Whoops.‘Kindof…’
His eyes flared green and his jaw clenched.‘Kindof?’
I swallowed hard. Danny gave me an eye roll and walked over to a flat grassy area to lay the staff down. He must have known Logan and I were mind-speak arguing. ‘She mentioned feeling guilty that you thought you were alone all these years. So she said she was going to look forskyborn.’
Logan was stalking towards me now. “And you didn’t think to mention this to me last night?” he said outloud.
I gave a resigned sigh. “She asked me not to.” That wasn’t technically true but her eyes had spoken for her. This was something she felt she needed to do for him and Logan would have stoppedher.
Hurt crossed Logan’s features, but then it was gone quickly. “Sloane, you should have told me. She could get hurt. She shouldn’t have gonealone.”
I reached out and grasped his hand. “She’s a grown woman and a powerful sorceress. If she feels she has to do this, then lether.”
He grumbled and released my hand. “She’s not answering her phone. I’m getting flashbacks to when you ranoff.”
My bottom lip pulled down into a frown. Not my proudest moment, leaving the pack like that. “Sorry.”
Logan waved his hand. “What else did the druidsay?”
I quickly filled him in on what he had missed. That it was imperative we find this elf because my magic would keep growing and we needed to ground it with the earth orwhatever.
Logan looked down at my bare feet. I’d walked back barefoot without even noticing. My boots were back by the waterfall. He didn’t say anything about the feet, and instead called overSophie.
The coyote shifter walked over with an air of superiority, shaking her hips. I could see the beard tattoo covered in cellophane at her wrist. Logan had told me she’d been especially close with Cooper and was taking it hard, so I was going to try to let anything overly bitchyslide.
“Alright, Soph, you’re in charge of Sloane’s weapons training, and she can’t touch the knives. What’s yourplan?”
I suddenly felt my dragon flare to the surface when he called her Soph. Logan must have felt it through the bond, because he looked cowed and stepped closer to me. Sophie simply rolled her eyes and snapped herfingers.
“Dominic!” shecalled.
The silent shifter lowered the gun he’d been cleaning and walked over to where westood.
“I need you to teach Sloane how to shoot. You up for it?” sheasked.
He looked at me for an extended moment and then nodded, walking away back over to his guncollection.
Okay.I was secretly terrified of guns. I didn’t think taking lessons from Dom, who barely spoke, was going to help ease my nervesany.
Sophie looked at me expectantly. “Come on, buttercup. You can’t always rely on your purple fire.” She tugged my arm and I followed her lead, looking back to glare at Logan, who was trying to cover a smirk. I think he sadistically liked me and Sophie hanging out. Bastard. Sexy, sexy,bastard.
“Alright, here’s the deal,” Sophie told me, linking arms as we walked. “You can’t be using that purple stuff in public around humans. I think a gun is a good weapon for you, provided you actually learn to shoot so you don’t blow your footoff.”
I gave her a side glare. We’d somehow made it to this weird friends-but-not-friends place.Frenemies.
