The last bone popped back into place just as Ulric straightened in time to catch the shorts Tate threw at him. A frown immediately formed on his forehead. “What’s going on?” he asked as he pushed his legs into the appropriate openings of the shorts.
“You mean; other than the fact you are trying to run yourself ragged?” Tate retorted without missing a beat.
Ulric paused for a second with his fingers on the zipper. Damn it. This wasn’t what he needed right now. He made quick work of fastening the shorts and starting for the back door. “I was just making sure we don’t have any surprises lurking.”
A growl suddenly pierced the air. Ulric went stiff, his wolf already so close to the surface after a shift, was ready to burst out and defend itself. But before Ulric could react, Tate had him by
