"Joseph!" The voice was familiar, but not hers.
His face froze for a beat before he whipped around. "Zoe—you okay? What the heck happened? I sent Gina to grovel, not spark a full-on riot!"
Zoe caught the slip, him calling her by the wrong name, but she played it cool as ice.
She shook her head, all wide-eyed. "I'm fine. It's Gina—she got mouthy, riled up the wrong crowd. My fault, really; I couldn't rein 'em in. Joseph, I—"
"Where's Gina? She hurt bad?"
He cut her off sharp, volume cranking up without him even clocking it.
Zoe blinked, thrown for a loop.
Her mouth hung open a sec, but nothing came out.
Finally, under that urgent stare of his, she murmured, "That's what I was getting to, Joseph. Gina got any close wolves in her pack? You know, guy-wise?"
His face darkened like a th
