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

his forehead, the hard line of his jaw twitching beneath

suddenly his wolf is there—the slightly-less-terrifying "dog" version of him,

his head toward Sadie

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

more convinced than ever Sadie’s a shifter child

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

boy," I murmur, scratching

keys off the table and stomps to the door, and

possible for the great and powerful Lycan King to sulk? Because—he

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

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

mildly exasperated in the

obedience, Caine turns to me.

my God. The man’s ridiculous. "I know how doors work, Caine.

out. I follow, watching him and Andrew go before closing the door and flipping the lock with an

lock will do much if someone really wants in.

* * *

don’t faze her. The

her up!" the

probably needs to go potty. I’ll take

Caine said—" Sara

barks again, and I snap on her leash and open the door.

again, spinning on the end of the leash as Fenris comes out with us. I close

"Calm down, Sadie!"

the leash twice around my hand to keep from losing it, trying to yank her back. "Sadie! Come on. What’s

choking herself against her collar, each desperate bark coming out strained and phlegmy. We hit the grass, and I expect her to squat immediately, but she doesn’t. She keeps lunging

heels in, yanking back on the leash. "Just potty here. Right here. Come

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

dog. Would a kid do this to

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