And they weren’t in any danger.
They’d separated from their pack over a difference of opinion with their old alpha. He was happy with Trick as alpha, and he loved King Lake.
He’d just love it more once he found his truemate.
Wherever she was.
He reached for the basket of fries as the timer beeped, shaking the oil from them before dumping them into a metal bowl. He salted them with a practiced flick of his wrist. “I’ll run these to Dare,” he said to Marco.
“That was not nearly enough salt.”
“You’re a salt fiend, that was the perfect amount of salt.”
“Salt is flavor.”
“Good gravy man, there are other flavors out there!”
Marco made a face.
Sigh pushed through the swinging door and stepped into the main room. The Amber Howl was filling up, and he was excited to see so many people ordering the Blue Monster.
He stepped through the pass behind the long counter where Dare was filling drink orders and set the fries on the back counter. “Brought you fries.”
“Hey, thanks. I’m starving.”
“It’s what I do.”
He watched Dare pour a beer and set it in front of a patron, then turn and reach for a few fries. Sigh lingered for a moment, his gaze scanning the main room. A few females walked into the tavern past Trick, who manned the door. He watched as Trickflashed them an easy grin and said something that made the females giggle. One of them said something low and Trick shook his head, and they moved away.
Sigh bet she asked him to join them.
But Trick wouldn’t unless the female happened to be his mate. He was a friendly guy and females tended to take it as flirting, but he wasn’t necessarily looking for a fling. None of them were, really. They all wanted to find their truemates, but who the hell knew when that would happen?
“You okay?” Dare asked as he turned back to the counter and filled another drink order.
“My wolf’s restless.”
“Restless how? It’s not the full moon.”
“I don’t know, it’s not about that. It’s just… like something is coming maybe.”
Dare studied him quietly. “Well, you let me know if you figure out if the something coming is good or bad, okay?”
“I will.”
As Dare filled the drink order, Sigh glanced around the room again, then headed back to the kitchen, rubbing the space over his heart. He couldn’t quite place what was up with his wolf, but something was going on. Maybe he needed to shift and run around the woods after work.
Or maybe he just needed to be patient and see what the night brought.
Stepping back into the kitchen, he picked up a spatula, checked the tickets, and got to work, losing himself in the methodical work of making the best damn burgers around.
He plated the burgers, slid them to the pass for Marco, pondered creating Blue Monster fries as a new side dish, and reached for the next ticket. Usually he was content with the rhythm of the work, but not tonight. His wolf was grumbling, insistent and alert. Not for food or a run in the woods.
For something more.
Sigh didn’t know what, but he had the strangest feeling that he wouldn’t be waiting much longer.
Juliette turned off the engine and stared out the windshield at the tavern.
