“Second,” Miles says.
I nod, jogging up the stairs, and smile when I see Dillon dancing in the living room.Her red hair bounces, and her curves sway temptingly as she wiggles her hips from side to side.
My wolf licks his lips as she turns and our eyes lock.
“Oh, my god!”she shouts, her green eyes panicked as she rushes toward me.
“What happened?”Mabel asks Miles.
“The blood,” Dillon says, her hands running over me.“Where is it coming from?We have to stop it!We have to go to the hospital!”
I love that she’s so concerned for me.I love the sensation of her hands on my body and almost don’t want to tell her what happened so she’ll keep fussing over me.
“It’s not my blood,” I tell her.“Well, most of it isn’t.”
She frowns.“What happened?”
“It’s a long story.”
“We need to get you cleaned up and see if anything needs bandaging.”
My wolf rolls over inside me, happy to simply be near her.
I smirk.“We?”
She rolls her eyes.“Yes.We.”
My smirk becomes a grin as she takes my hand and leads me upstairs.
SEVEN
Dillon
“What happened?”I ask Jensen as we enter the bathroom, digging around in the cabinets until I find a first aid kit.
“We were out on patrol, and some Red Fog Pack members came onto our land.They weren’t going down without a fight.”
My heart drops as I think about what could’ve happened if more pack members had been there.
“You could’ve been hurt.Or worse,” I chide.
“I’m okay.We’ve done a lot in the last twenty-four hours.The jail in town is full of their pack members.”
“So, it’s over?”I ask hopefully.
“Not exactly.We’ve got a rough estimate of their numbers, and we’re pretty sure there are still at least fifty left, including their Alpha and higher-ups.”
Mabel and I are no strangers to living in a town filled with tension and rivals, but nothing quite like this.
“We need to get you cleaned up.I can’t see where the blood is coming from,” I complain as I scan over his body.
Jensen has flecks of dried blood on his arms and neck.His gray shirt is stained crimson, with more smeared on his jeans.
“What the heck did you do?Roll around in a blood bank?”
He chuckles.“We shifted, and when I got dressed again, the blood ended up on my clothes.”
“You need to take a shower so I can bandage you up.”