Page 99 of Shifter Situations

She grinned, tilting her head to the left as she looked him up and down. “Whatever you say.”

Blaire sighed before glaring at Palmer and me. “You just can’t help yourselves, can you? You are forever stirring some pot of bullshit.”

“Go,” she shooed us. “Get busy.”

“I’m taking two of those strikes away,” Sloane called to Palmer. “The count is no longer four.”

“We’ll see, Love.” He flashed her a brilliant smile. “I have a feelin’ you’ll be back to four before midnight on Sunday.”

She didn’t bother arguing with the mage. She gave him a smug smile, grabbing Blaire and Ripley as she stepped into the Void.

“I don’t know if she’s going to prove you wrong or double that count for fun.”

“Is there a way she can do both? Because that’d be my guess,” Briggs commented. “Also... They’re gone. Are we following or nah?”

I felt a tingling tug in my chest before I could answer. Having Trouble summon us was a strange sensation to me, but I smiled as I pushed myself to my mate through the Void.

As I focused on her, I worried about York too. I didn’t want him to be here, and honestly, I didn’t think he needed to be. But even though the druid had been quiet, I knew he wouldn't stay at the cabin.

I understood the whole facing your demon thing, but he had literal demons to destroy his mental demons.

Sloane had talked Ripley into seeking haven in the Underworld for a week or two with Hyland and Dolyn. The panther was a little paranoid, and we couldn’t figure out why—other than all the shit she’d just been through.

There was more to it than that, though.

Sloane was sure that she needed someone to watch her back for a little while. And Trouble didn’t mind doing that, but she knew we’d be too busy to really give Ripley the security she needed right now.

I couldn’t disagree, and after spending some time with Dolyn, I knew the demon would probably be the perfect man for the job. He had a fucked up reputation in the Underworld. I didn’t see anyone making it past him to get to Ripley.

Trouble and Blaire had taken to her awfully quickly, and my mate was positive that Hyde was going to love her.

We were all a little terrified of having so many bloodthirsty women in one group. Not that I could call Ripley bloodthirsty, because I didn’t know yet.

Yet being the keyword.

Trouble, Blaire, and Hyde?

Yeah, they were vicious.

I swung my gaze from the ladies to the doorway leading outside. Stone had left it open when he ventured out, but I wasn’t interested in seeing the exterior of the monstrosity until it was time to burn it down.

I was sure we could find something flammable around here, or we could look in the surrounding buildings. Either way, it wouldn’t take the demon and me long to have this whole building lit up. And I was looking forward to a little chaos and destruction.

I’d burned a couple of things down before, but nothing this big.

Out of all the times that I’d been arrested, I couldn’t recall a time that I’d been charged with arson. I’d ask Vaughn about it, though.

He was too worried about the fae that Dolyn had killed. From past experience, I understood why. But I was seriously excited to see how Trouble would react to the bounty hunters.

It had taken them long enough to track him this time.

I wondered how much fun Sloane would have with them if they laid a finger on her fae…

The inside of the warehouse was creepy as fuck now that I knew the things that happened inside. The offices were so plain that it amped up that unease. Every creak, squeak, or groan felt ominous and dark even with all the extra bodies in here.

The extra bodies with us.

Fuck.