Chapter 26
I’m not sure where the intervening minutes went. One second I was bracing myself for Hunter to slide a massive shifter onto my back. The next moment I was putting one last foot in front of the other as I preceded my mate into the entranceway just inside the front door.
The foyer, I thought and was barely alert enough to realize that I sounded just as hysterical as Ginger had when I’d last seen her. Mom won’t be fond of the new decorating scheme.
No, the real-estate agent would be pissed as hell at the ruined carcass of a building that loomed around us now. It would be the real test of our relationship—whether Celia was still proud of me once she was back on her feet and could see the sagging bones of the home she’d left behind. Once she could fully comprehend the loss of her
