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"Well, I didn't think that you'd need me right now. I’ve only been in there a few minutes," I reminded him.

"Yeah, well we had another customer come in and ask about delivery. That is not something that I know about," he said, getting to his feet and turning around to give me privacy.

"Okay, if they can give me ten minutes I'll be out. Or if they can't wait, then get a name and number and I'll call them. I can't go out there like this," I said, still using the shower curtain to hide myself. "And now I have to get this curtain back up."

"Will do, I can tell them that you're in the middle of a project and can't get away right now," he said before he carefully slipped out of the door and closed it behind himself.

My cheeks were burning and I shook my head. That was one way to end a shower.

After our morning and now this, I was more than ready for the day to end so we could have a quiet night at the pack house.

The need to shift was clawing at my skin. Usually, it just took over at random times, especially when I didn’t want it to. For some reason, this time was different. I didn’t have to wonder why, either. It had everything to do with my little mate.

But if I didn’t shift soon I knew it would only get worse. I’d fidgeted through dinner and now was pacing out back.

Rook could sense something was wrong, but I didn’t want him to solve my problems for me. He took things on himself far too much.

My place was perfectly nestled against the forest. I chose it for a reason. Now we were at this magistrate-tainted house in the middle of a neighborhood.

Though, I had to admit, it was starting to grow on me as time went on. That had more to do with Prue than getting used to it.

“Hey, is everything okay?” My little mate’s voice drew my attention. My initial reaction was to tell her not to worry about it, that I was fine, but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to do that.

She didn’t deserve to be lied to. And after the hectic morning and a busy day, maybe she’d even want to join me.

“I’m alright,” I reassured her quickly. “I just... I’m feeling the full moon.”

“Me, too,” she admitted as she glanced up at the sky. It wasn’t the best view from here thanks to the magistrate building in the distance, but we could still see it. “I know that we don’t shift like you. But witches' magic is attuned to the moon as well. I haven’t given into that side of myself for so long, but I’d like to.”

“Do you want to come to the forest with me, little mate?” I found myself asking before I could stop myself.

The last thing I wanted to deal with was rejection, but I had a feeling that’s not what was going to happen.

“Yes, actually. That sounds amazing,” she said, perking up. “Do you mind if I get some of my moon water jars? We can take them to the forest with us.”

“Of course,” I reassured her, but then a frown took over her face. “What’s wrong?”

My wolf was demanding I reach out for her, fix whatever had caused that look.

“All my jars are at my old place,” she said with a frustrated growl. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one getting frustrated with the sudden change in scenery.

“We can stop by,” I offered but she shook her head.

“It’s too far and I’m not ready to go back.”

“Well, does anybody in town sell them? Maybe it’s time for some new ones,” I suggested. “A fresh start. Isn’t that what this is all about?”

A smile crept back onto her face, and she nodded. “It’s late, but I know just the place.”

She sent a text off to the others and got ready. She came back downstairs wearing a black fitted dress with long sleeves that flared at the ends and violet tights that almost matched her eyes, and her trusty pair of combat boots.

She looked adorable.

I followed her down to Main Street. Despite the danger we’d encountered that led us to our new home, she seemed fully confident in my ability to keep her safe. I, however, stayed vigilant. My entire being was focused on the world around us, making sure whoever was behind any of the strange occurrences in town stayed far away from my mate.

Prue led me to a black-brick building at the end of Main Street, just before the park. Everything else was closed around it, but the neons in the windows were burning bright.

“What is this place?” I asked as she drew me to a stop. The sign really didn’t give anything away.