Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 173

Chapter 173: Grace: White Cat (I)

It takes three hours to get the truck fixed, but we’ve run into a tiny dilemma.

Actually, it’s not very tiny. At least to Caine.

"Damn it," he curses, running a hand through his hair. "I didn’t think about this."

"I didn’t, either."

Andrew and Caine are both staring at the set of keys on the dinette table, which they’ve been doing for the past five minutes since we got the call the truck was ready.

I rest my hand on my chin, watching their impasse with mild frustration.

Caine lets out another huge sigh, and Andrew follows suit.

"I should have gone with him," Andrew says, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Didn’t even think about the logistics."

"We’ll be fine for thirty minutes without you guys."

"No," they say in unison.

I roll my eyes at their stubborn veto. "So, how are you going to pick up the truck then? Caine, even if you shift, you’ll take at least an hour to get there, right? Wouldn’t it be more dangerous for you to be gone for so long?"

"I could shift," Andrew offers.

"It’ll still take you at least an hour to get there," I point out. "This is ridiculous. It’s not even a big deal. The drive there will take ten, fifteen minutes at most. Just go and come back. Thirty minutes and you’re done. What do you think is going to happen in thirty minutes?"

Caine grimaces. "Leaving you here is dangerous. Any crazy person can come off the road—"

"So leave Fenris here. He’ll scare anyone off."

"But—"

"Just Fenris is fine."

"If there’s a—"

Fenris. And go get the truck.

rubs at his forehead, the hard line

shimmers, and suddenly his wolf is there—the slightly-less-terrifying

swings his head toward Sadie and

friendliness until now—yelps and leaps onto the couch in a rush of honey-colored fur, practically climbing behind Jer for

of Fenris, but not afraid of Caine or Andrew. I’m more convinced than ever Sadie’s a shifter child who won’t return

under the dinette table until he reaches me,

murmur, scratching

to the door, and I swear the man is

for the great and powerful Lycan

the threshold. His shoulders tense before he whips back

sets foot outside while I’m gone. Unless this thing catches on fire, you stay inside

mildly exasperated in the

with their obedience, Caine turns to me. "Lock the door behind

ridiculous. "I know how doors work,

follow, watching him and Andrew go before closing the door

much if someone

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the door and growling. Even Fenris’s snarls don’t faze her. The growls evolve into high-pitched barks, and all the

wake her up!" the boy

probably needs to go potty. I’ll take her out. You

Caine said—"

I snap on her leash and open the door. She bolts out, nearly pulling me down the stairs. "Hold

Fenris comes out with us.

"Calm down, Sadie!"

leash twice around my hand to keep from losing it, trying to yank

keeps choking herself against her collar, each desperate bark coming out strained and phlegmy. We hit the grass, and I expect her

my heels in, yanking back on the

me completely. Not even a glance in my direction. Her bark turns frantic, high-pitched yelps, sounding more

about this dog. Would a kid do

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