Motor City Wolf by Cindy Spencer Pape

Author:Cindy Spencer Pape
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2011-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Greg waited in his office for Des to arrive. Since he was going out, he’d added a couple extra guards, who would patrol the first floor, covering the entrances and stairways. Fee and Lana, who’d both at first demanded to come along, were tucked upstairs. After grousing about getting no feedback from her hacker friends about Beowulf or Nightshade, Lana mentioned something about showing Fee websites for wedding dresses, which was fine with him. While making love to Fee might have been a mistake, he’d decided to put his doubts behind him. After the way she’d stood up to his grandparents, it was full steam ahead.

Being back at pack headquarters had also let him see how unsettled everything was in the region. Like it or not, Greg did have a responsibility not only to his own small pack, but to the rest of the wolves in the area, as well. His grandfather wasn’t going to live forever, and this was a bad time for instability within the pack leadership. One way or another, he and the old man were going to have to mend fences, and that meant it was time for Greg to settle down.

Seeing Sofia again had helped clarify that for him, as well. He wanted Fianna, not any other werewolf to help guide the pack. She’d stand beside him and back him, not try to push him aside or push him around. He was still reeling from her fierce defense, but despite the strength of her spirit, he knew she’d never try to push her own interests ahead of the pack. In short, he trusted her—with his pack, with his children—hell maybe even with his heart.

While he waited, he sulked. Here he was, headed out into the cold with the damn mage, when all he really wanted to do was peel Fee out of her satin gown and fuck her blind. Preferably with the high heels still on.

A knock at the back door interrupted that train of thought before it could go too far. The guard let Des in, and Greg heard booted footsteps heading down the stairs.

“Ready?” Des smirked as he held up a collar and leash. “Hope you don’t mind black.”

Greg snorted. “Hope you don’t mind black eyes if you keep this up.”

“You’re in a good mood for someone who just got engaged.” The mage leaned against the doorjamb. “Bring your clothes with us. I want you to talk to someone after we sniff out the crime scene.”

“Got it.” Greg stripped, not caring that Des was in the room flipping through a magazine someone had left in the office. He stuffed his clothes and sneakers into a plastic grocery bag and left it on his desk. “As for my mood, you met my grandfather last night. Imagine how much fun it was taking Fee to meet the whole damn clan.”

“Cry me a river.” Des picked up the grocery sack while Greg focused his mind inward and allowed himself to change.

Bones and muscles shifted and reshaped themselves.

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