“I’m tired,” River said. “Mind if I crash here tonight?”
I doubted she was too tired to make it the additional hundred yards to her house, but I wasn’t about to turn her away. River needed a friend, and she needed Pack. Right now, I was pretty much the only person in the world who qualified as both.
“Mi casa es su casa,” I said. “Literally. I’m pretty sure your dad owns it.”
River managed a grin. “That make me your landlord?”
I snorted. “Not hardly.”
I sheathed my knives and sat back down on the bed.
“Scootch over,” River told me.
I obeyed. Part of me wanted to wait for her to say something, but given the fact that she’d come right out and asked me about the Callum situation, I figured I owed her the same courtesy.
“So. Alphas passing through on their way to Callum’s, and that peri
