Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 178: Grace: Strange Notification

Caine’s calm demeanor is impressive as he tells Andrew to close the door behind him.

He does as ordered, awkwardly standing in the hall as the Lycan King orders children around like an expert babysitter. Or maybe he’s just indiscriminately used to ordering people around.

"Sara, stop screaming and get a towel to clean the floor. Jer, put her cup in the sink to be washed. Ron, take Bun and feed her some snacks to calm her down. Fenris, keep the damn dog quiet."

From chaos to order in only fifteen seconds.

It isn’t hard to figure out what happened. Bun must have opened her cup, probably all over the cat. It explains the demon-yowl.

"Shouldn’t we dry off the cat?" Sara asks, plopping a towel over the water puddle.

"No. It might scratch you if you try." Caine hands Bun off to her older brother and motions for me to come closer.

A little confused, I stand obediently in front of him as he narrows his eyes at my face. "Your eyes are red."

I frown. "A polite person wouldn’t mention it."

He seems startled, jerking his head back a little. "You think I’m polite?"

"No, because if you were, you wouldn’t have mentioned it."

"Ah." He seems a little disappointed, and Fenris huffs from where he’s laying on top of Sadie, pinning her to the floor.

The golden retriever’s eyes are wide enough to see the whites around them, and Jer looks like he’s itching to save her from the predicament.

lip

The whining ceases.

hand to my face, brushing hair out of my eyes. The faintest touch of his fingers against my skin sends another surge

into the

the mere five inches between my shoulder

and yanks me to his side. At least this time it doesn’t cause my brain or body to

the weather?" he

draining in a now-familiar way. I guess I haven’t recuperated enough arcana

out of his, breathing out a soft sigh as my dizziness fades almost immediately. How long

him makes my stomach twist, but I remind myself we’re working on it. I’ll just have to

he manages to be so calm in the midst of all the insanity to hit us. He’s just taking it all

hit later tonight—record rainfall, flash flooding, the works. Temperature’s supposed to drop like twenty degrees and put us back at

prepare for power outages." Andrew rubs the back of his neck, then shrugs. "The weird thing is it

to process what he’s saying. A storm system that big doesn’t just appear. There’s

we just had a strange storm coming

I guess

along his jaw, looking thoughtful as he stares over

he says finally. "When

seven tonight. Maybe

us to stay with a structure that can withstand tornados. Another large parking lot should do;

"Tornados?" Sara squeaks.

"Andrew didn’t say

this storm to be as strange as the last one. Both of you, use the bathroom. We aren’t stopping this time, even if