Saving Soren (Shrew & Company Book 7) by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent [Trent, Holley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: alpha male, Paranormal Romance, bear shifter, witches, fated mates, Shapeshifters
Published: 2017-07-17T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Soren let Marcella drive to the office building. Half because he was in a shitty mood and the kind people of Georgia didn’t deserve his aggressive driving, and partly because he wanted to let her hang herself.

Not literally, but professionally.

If she wanted to play Lone Ranger and solve the world’s problems on her own, he’d give her the space to fail.

He knew he was being petty. Even the bear part of him sensed that he was, but he had a right to lick his wounds after being rejected. At least he hadn’t completely shut her out when she’d returned to his room a couple of hours later, knocking on the door and calling out, “Are you ready?”

The silence was thick between them in the car as she navigated through the warren of city streets near the office tower. Occasionally, she glanced down at the navigation app on her phone.

He pondered which bills he hadn’t paid yet for the month and vowed to find someone to handle that shit for him as soon as he got home.

Home. Wherever that was.

“Turn left,” her app said, and she emitted a frustrated snarl. “Turn left where?” she asked. “There’s nothing there!”

He raised his eyebrows in amusement and opened his phone’s mail app.

A car careened around them on the right, laying on their horn and shouting in creative expletives as only a Southerner could. Marcella probably deserved the treatment. She’d made a sudden lane change to the left.

“Goddamn it. The map says I’ve already passed the address, but there was no way to turn!”

“Is that so?” Soren asked noncommittally. His mother had sent him another email.

He clucked his tongue as he read. Getting angry was so much harder when he had already resigned himself to not giving his mother what she wanted.

He tapped Reply and sent her a terse, “No. :)” in response.

Predictably, his phone rang thirty seconds later, and Marcella was still muttering about driving directions.

He would have told her that they’d already passed the building and that it was set back in the block between two other tall buildings and behind a courtyard, but she hadn’t asked for his help. Nay, she’d been refusing his help for two days.

“Hello,” he said into his phone.

“What do you mean, no?” his mother asked, sublimely tart as always.

“I said what I said, and I meant what I said the first time. If you want to threaten to send someone else to do the job? That’s fine. You won’t hurt my feelings if you do.”

“What is this insistence of yours to drive me mad? Why can’t you cooperate?”

“I’ve been cooperating for a very long time and without so much as a murmur of complaint.”

Marcella turned left. Her GPS app said, “Recalculating.”

“Damn this thing.”

“As you should be,” his mother said. “You should respect the requests your elders make of you.”

“I have plenty of respect for my elders,” Soren returned. “And other authority figures as well, assuming they deserve my attention. I’m not incapable of following rules and being part of a team when I need to be.

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