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—"

Leave. Fenris. And go get

forehead, the hard line of his jaw

air between us shimmers, and suddenly his wolf is there—the slightly-less-terrifying "dog" version of him,

swings his head toward

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

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

his dominance, belly crawls under the dinette table until he reaches me, then

I murmur, scratching behind his soft

snatches the keys off the table and stomps to the door,

it possible for the great and powerful Lycan King

slams the door open, then hesitates at the threshold. His shoulders tense before he whips back around, fixing

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

exasperated in the way only children

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

man’s ridiculous. "I know how doors

walks out. I follow, watching him and Andrew go before closing the door and

RV’s lock will do much if someone really wants in. Fenris

* * *

faze her. The growls evolve into

to wake her up!" the

needs to go potty. I’ll take her out. You guys stay in

said—" Sara

snap on her leash and open the door. She bolts

out with us. I close the door behind him, and Sadie yanks so hard she’s choking herself with her

"Calm down, Sadie!"

a dog obsessed. I loop the leash twice around my hand to keep from losing it, trying to yank her back. "Sadie! Come on. What’s wrong with

out strained and phlegmy. We hit the grass, and I expect her to

I dig my heels in, yanking back on

direction. Her bark turns frantic,

I was completely wrong about this dog. Would

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