Chapter 22
My phone rang as I circled around the peacekeeping grounds and headed back toward Stormwinder’s sweet ride. “Stooge” read the caller ID and my finger hovered over the answer button.
Human or no, I badly wanted to talk to my ex-partner. After all, I could have used some level-headed advice right about then. And despite his antics, my buddy had always been my go-to guy for input in the past.
But what exactly was I supposed to ask this time around? “Say, if you were a werewolf and thought you were likely to rip someone’s throat out, would you sever all ties with the one person willing and able to keep your inner monster in check?”
Because that’s what it really came down to. Yes, some childish part of me wanted to turn Stormwinder into an approving father figure. But a larger, m
