To the Grave: A Dark New Adult Romance (Blackwell Beasts Book 3) by Sadie Hunt

Author:Sadie Hunt [Hunt, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackthorn Press
Published: 2024-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 39

Wolf

Iscanned the crowd around the fire until I spotted Derrick Mayer, a lean muscular man in street clothes. The gladiator sat on his right, the chair on his left occupied by a tall slender man in mechanic’s coveralls.

And then, as if by magic, the mechanic stood, said something to Derrick, and headed for the screen porch.

“Thanks,” I told Bruce. My mom hadn’t dated a ton, but of the few guys she’d seen over the years, I was glad Bruce was the one I’d run into. He’d always been a stand-up guy, respectful of my mom, nice to me.

“Sure thing,” Bruce said. “Tell your mom hello. She’s a good woman.”

I nodded and headed for the empty chair to Derrick, wanting to grab it before someone else came along.

Otis fell into step beside me as I skirted the other people around the fire, trying to keep my expression neutral and nonthreatening as they looked me over, wondering who the fuck the two outsiders talking to Bruce were and what the fuck they were doing at the Strike.

Derrick didn’t seem to notice though, or if he did, he didn’t show it. He was relaxed, sitting back in the wooden Adirondack chair, staring at the flames like they were a meditation.

I sat next to him and felt Otis take up position behind me.

One of the Barbarians was sitting next to me, a dark-haired man with an equally dark beard sans costume, unless you counted his Barbarians cut, worn over a black T-shirt. He glanced over at me, taking me in from head to toe, then seemed to decide I wasn’t a threat when I angled my body toward Derrick.

“Hey,” I said. “You Derrick Mayer?”

“Who’s asking?” the guy asked, still staring at the fire.

“Name’s Wolf. Wolf LaForte. I was friends with Jace Kane.” It was weird to refer to Jace in the past tense when he was alive and well somewhere in the Strike with Daisy, but I had no idea how much Derrick knew about Jace’s reported death, and we couldn’t afford to slip now.

He turned to look at me. “Arlo’s kid?”

The flames cast weird shadows on his face, making his high cheekbones and full mouth seem almost villainous.

I nodded. “That’s the one.”

He held my gaze and I could almost see the memories flash in front of his eyes in the moment before he spoke again. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I’m not sure if you know this, but Mac raised Jace after Arlo… died.” I kicked myself for stumbling over the final word. It was hard to force my brain back to the time when we’d thought Arlo was dead. “I heard you were all friends in high school.”

Derrick glanced up at Otis, almost like he’d just realized Otis was there even though I had the feeling there wasn’t much Derrick Mayer didn’t notice from the get-go.

“That’s Otis,” I said. “He was friends with Jace too.”

Derrick turned back to the fire. “I’m not sure they would have called me a friend, but we hung in the same crowd for a while.

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