Ghost Wolf (Wolves of Willow Bend Book 12) by Heather Long

Author:Heather Long [Long, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780998656403
Publisher: Heather Long
Published: 2017-04-25T04:00:00+00:00

Decades earlier…

Dallas poured two glasses of wine. The kitchen renovations were only half done, but they’d installed a nice refrigerator and the wine was chilled. Julian met her at the front door when she arrived the night before, and they’d taken their reunion to bed. One nap later, she’d woken to find the bed empty. Thankfully, she hadn’t missed the wedding. It was scheduled to begin airing at two, and she couldn’t wait. It had been the only story in the magazines for weeks—poor kid survived the backlit photo highlighting she didn’t have on a slip.

Like anyone really cared? But, oh, the scandal in the gossip columns. Giggling to herself, she carried the wine glasses to the living room. This had been the second room they finished after their bedroom. Depending on which of them arrived first determined which part of the renovation they tackled next. For two years, they’d been working on the house—a weekend here, a weekend there, and the odd full week.

Sometimes she was here all by herself. Julian’s tasks seemed to grow by the year, and it was odd. As Enforcer, all he really needed to do was keep tabs on his Lone Wolves and track the occasional Rogue. The why behind his preoccupation continued to elude her.

But this time? This time I’ll get answers. She had some news of her own. After several years with the cruise line, she was ready to hang up her voyager badge and stick around more long term.

Turning on the television, she found the channel with the newscasters talking about what people could expect when they began airing the whole procession live. She had to grin. It was already morning in London, and the image included a voiceover from the reporters describing the scene at St. Paul’s Cathedral, including their security protocols.

She seriously doubted they were sharing all of them. No one was that foolish. Leaving the wine, she checked the fireplace. Wood had already been stacked; it just needed to be lit. A glance at the clock said she had about five minutes, so she closed her eyes and listened.

Julian was on the far side, in the unfinished wing—where he’d insisted on placing his office. Odd, but then he liked his alone time, too. Jogging, she made it to his door just in time to hear his voice raise.

“Dammit, Sphinx, I told you not this week. Do a headcount, then check the residences of anyone you can’t find.” A murmur of response indicated a wolf speaking on the other end of the phone. “I don’t care if they went on vacation, they know to check in before they relocate from their designated location. Make a list, then move on.”

Silent for a moment, she could almost picture him standing rigid. Economy of motion didn’t reveal the way his mind worked. He could turn over a dozen scenarios in his mind, postulate their outcomes, and make a decision in the same time it took others to even consider the facts.

In a world where survival of the fittest ruled, Julian always seemed to have a leg up.

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