Silver Bullet by R. J. Blain

Author:R. J. Blain [Blain, R. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pen & Page Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

My sleeping puppies, curled up beside Amber, were so tiny on the large bed. They were wolves, which worried me so much I turned to Richard, a questioning whine escaping before I could suppress it.

Richard rubbed his thumb against the side of my throat. While I could fight against the wolfsbane’s influence, the instant he applied pressure, my wolf settled, leaving me easy prey to his influence. “They aren’t at any risk of running wild. They were human yesterday and earlier today. Remember? I told you they’d cleaned my kitchen and wanted to cook dinner.”

“Amber doesn’t mind when us touchy-feely Fenerec crawl into bed with her, so don’t be shy.” Lisa sat on the edge of the bed, smiling at my puppies. “Richard should take lessons from you on how to raise puppies. Even when sick, they’re little angels.”

Alex snorted somewhere behind me, and I twisted enough to spot Richard’s brother leaning in the doorway. “You can’t steal Vicky’s puppies. Vicky would try to kick your ass, and us males would have you nurse you bitches back to health.”

Smirking, Richard turned to his brother. “If you want puppies, have your own. Go for triplets. If you do, then I can justify an addition to the fourth floor.”

There was something immensely satisfying about watching Lisa and Alex turn bright red at Richard’s suggestion.

I looked Lisa over head to toe, and when I met her gaze, I smiled. “I’d destroy you.”

Lisa’s eyes widened, and she straightened, her blush fading. “Are you challenging me?”

“I don’t have to challenge you.” Decades separated me from hunting witches and Fenerec, although my wolf remembered the satisfaction of killing Livingston, who’d hated me almost as much as I’d hated her. She’d come too close to my puppies and their pack when they’d first come into my care.

I’d never know if Amelia had set up Livingston’s death, too, but I didn’t care.

Anderson’s arm still carried the scars from my bite, a ruse designed to buy me a chance to escape his Inquisitors after I’d killed the witch. I hadn’t known he was the Shadow Pope then, and neither had Markus.

Lisa crossed her arms over her chest. “You seem pretty confident.”

“She’d kick your ass, Lisa,” Amber mumbled, rolling away from my puppies and sitting up with a low groan. “Hi, Vicky. Please don’t kill Lisa. I like her.”

“Amber,” I greeted.

“You have my attention,” Richard rumbled, easing his hold on my neck and giving me a push towards my puppies. “While Vicky did kill that Normal hunting her puppies, she’s not exactly violent, especially for an Alpha female.”

Crawling onto the bed, I knelt beside my puppies. Their fur hadn’t grown back where they’d been injured by the silver bullets. The wounds would take months to heal, and until they did, their fur wouldn’t grow back, but I found comfort in their steady breathing and warmth. I stroked my hand over Emily’s back.

Her fur was far coarser than I liked. Time and care would restore her coat, although she’d never be soft.

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