“Fine.” She waved over her shoulder, then reluctantly turned. “He needed to use the little wolf’s room.”
“The… oh. I can let him out.”
“Thanks. Just knock, I guess, when he comes back in. We’re all bunking together.”
Gael nodded, then watched her every step until her legs finally disappeared from sight at the top of the stairs. He sighed, shoulders slumping as he turned to me. “Sorry. Come on.”
He pulled open the front door, then followed me onto the porch. I didn’t actually have to pee, so I stood at the edge and sniffed, checking for signs of the strange magic I’d sensed. There was no trace, and in this downpour, all physical signs would be washed away.
But my mate was safe and sound, and I didn’t mind the steady patter of rain on the porch roof, so I sat there and watched, waiting
