Grave Rites: An Urban Fantasy Adventure (Grant Wolves Book 6) by Lori Drake

Author:Lori Drake [Drake, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clockwork Cactus Press
Published: 2020-07-27T04:00:00+00:00

Joey walked into Cathy’s cozy kitchen and straight into Chris’s arms. The lingering hint of gingerbread in the air only reinforced the grandma’s kitchen sort of vibe the place had. The combination of that and the warmth of her mate’s arms around her was instantly soothing. She breathed deep, inhaling her mate’s familiar scent and reveling in it after what had been an extremely long afternoon and evening. Even her wolf hummed in contentment.

“Did you get to see Harding before you left the hospital?” Chris asked, giving her a warm squeeze.

She’d called and filled him in on what had happened while she was cooling her heels in the ER. No one would tell her anything about Harding’s condition, but just when she was about to call Ben and see if he could pull some strings, a nurse had come to tell her the detective was asking to see her.

“Yeah. He’s out of commission for now, but going to be okay. Broken leg, mild concussion. They were worried about internal bleeding, but all the scans came back clean. The nurse said he was pretty lucky. Anyway, we can both look forward to giving him a stern lecture about playing in traffic.”

A soft chuckle rumbled beneath her ear. “Good.” He kissed the top of her head, then addressed the big wolf lurking behind her. “You must be Quinn.”

Joey didn’t so much pull away as shift aside, threading an arm behind Chris’s back. “Quinn, this is Chris, my fiancé and co-Alpha.”

Quinn approached and put out a hand. “Quinn Bartlett. Nice to meet you—circumstances aside.”

“You too.” Chris accepted the handshake. The two alphas made steady eye contact over it, and the shake went on a little longer than it probably should have. “Funny, I didn’t know you were in the area.”

“My territory is well outside yours, Alpha.”

Quinn’s tone was polite, but his chosen words had an edge to them that made Joey’s wolf bristle. Chris, however, remained cool as a cucumber. Joey didn’t sense even a hint of power from him, though she could easily sense Quinn’s from a few feet away. Clearing her throat to put an end to the stare-down, Joey looked up at Chris, studying him.

“You look better. Did you get some sleep?”

“Yeah, but…” He glanced at Quinn, then back to Joey. “We can talk about it later.”

“Actually, if it’s possible, I’d love a shower,” Quinn said, reminding Joey that he was filthy from rolling around in that gross alley.

“I’m sure Cathy won’t mind. Speaking of which, where is she?” She leaned away from Chris a little, looking around the otherwise empty kitchen.

“She, Amber, and Justin have their heads together in the library,” Chris said, then shifted his attention to Quinn and gestured toward the archway leading into the rest of the house. “Through there and hang a left. Second door on the right. Towels are in the cupboard by the sink.”

With a murmured thank you, Quinn headed that way. Joey grimaced at the sight of his filthy back as he walked away.

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