After taking those panties off—because I didn’t know if I’d be able to handle another round of public s*x—I walked through Durnbone with my guys in the direction of home. I was calling the pack house home now, I guessed.
“Before we head back, do you think that we’d be able to stop in Durnbone?” I asked, spotting a witch’s shop that had poisons and potions in the window. “If you’re fighting my father, I need to stock up on supplies to help you guys out.”
They glanced at each other, and then Calder clenched his jaw and nodded. “Be quick.”
Not having to be told twice, I hurried across the street and toward Witch’s Brew, which looked to be a magic shop with golden-accented windows. I glanced into the door window, then walked into the black-mystical atmosphere.
Filled with skulls and colorf
