By the time midnight rolls around and my shift ends, I am very ready for it.
I step out of the tent and stretch my back, looking around for a place to rest. My eyes catch on a bright flash of red hair by the fire and I look over to see Grace and Shayne eagerly waving to me. I start towards them, my footsteps only hitching a little when I notice the very large dark form sitting to Shayne’s right.
Stupid wolves. I need a wolf break tonight, but of course the universe intuited this and decided it wasn’t done messing with me, so it sent the future King of the wolf people to hang out with my girls.
I don’t say a word to Cole as I step close. I just glare at him and then deliberately flick my gaze to the sliver of space on the log between him and Shayne.
When I look back up at Cole’s face
