“I understand,” he replied, giving a sharp nod. “I’ll get back to it.” He grabbed his bag and was about to leave when someone bounced in through the doorway.
“Hey, Fenris!” Abigail chirped, her hazel eyes sparkling mischievously. “Oh, hey there! You must be Grant!”
Grant raised a bushy brow and glanced at me before looking away, allowing the shadow cast by the hat brim to hide his expression. “Depends on who’s asking.”
“My name is Abigail Murphy. I wanted to know if you’ve ever trained anyone to do what you do.”
I couldn’t stop myself from chuckling. “Are you about to take up wolf hunting as a hobby?” I asked her dryly.
Abigail frowned at me. “No, I want to be useful. I’m the only human around here, aren’t I? And the next time some freaky b***h like Sabine comes at me, I want to be ab
