Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Jack-Eye: The Old Ways

JACK-EYE

Pulling the phone away from my ear, I stare at the screen to make sure I’m not hallucinating.

But no, the display is very clear, announcing I’ve been on the phone with contact "King Dumbass" for forty-seven seconds.

There’s only one "King Dumbass" in my contact list, and he’s thankfully oblivious to what I’ve named him. It changes every so often. For a few months he was Alpha Shitface, until Caine happened to see a message thread and asked who it was. Still can’t remember what lie I pulled out of my ass that day, but it worked.

It’s a perk of being best friends; you can name your boss whatever you want and probably survive when he finds out because he’s so sick of your bullshit he’ll just let it slide.

"I’m sorry, say that again, boss?"

Caine’s irritation is palpable even in the slightly staticky silence. "I said we’re putting together a forum to listen to their goddamn complaints."

Okay, that’s what I thought he said.

"You are?"

"Yes."

"Without me?"

Sigh. "Yes."

When I pull the phone away from my ear again, it still declares I’m on the line with "King Dumbass".

"Who’s helping you?" I ask suspiciously, because there’s no way Caine’s capable of the amount of patience this kind of thing requires.

"Do you think I’m incapable of gathering a few wolves and listening to what they have to say?" he snaps, and I nod vehemently, wishing he could see me.

"Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m saying."

Silence for about two-point-three seconds, then, "I’m going to kill you."

"No, you’re not. You’re too dependent on my pretty face and you have no idea how to add appointments to your calendar app."

Silence again. "Why the hell are you even calling?"

Ah.

Right.

"Just updating you. Doesn’t look like we have signal down in the tunnels, still haven’t seen even the tip of Halloway’s tail, but we’ve rescued about thirty-five shifters. I know you’re busy there in Blue Mountain, but I think you should send Dylan up here."

Caine grunts. "Fiddleback isn’t a large pack. The territory can be absorbed by their neighbors."

"Agreed, but the problem is the mess they’ve left behind. I’m not sure what a neighboring alpha might walk into, and we don’t need them following Halloway’s footsteps."

Another grunt. "Not Dylan. He’s helping me with the forum."

phone. "So you need

that special strain of annoyance he reserves just for me. The one that

further when I need something. "If you can’t spare Dylan, perhaps send someone from home. We need bodies here.

throbbing at his temple. It’s like he’s here in the room with me, only

do it often. Just

each time, my wolf mutters, popping into my consciousness in a

I’ll get a team out there. How many do you

or so should be

it. Forward me the address so they know where to

know how

"I’ll figure it out."

help Caine. It’s a sad sight to see a

it, boss. Send a healer, too. They’re in bad

not kidnap a

going to keep them here? I’m not

She’s

spine straightens.

me bro again and you’ll be

the current generation of

on. She can’t use her magic or

"How did that happen?"

idea. You know

makes a soft sound of acknowledgement. "Okay. I’ll figure

you can.

grunts, sounding rather sour. "Don’t even ask. I did everything she asked and she still looks at me like

more to the story. "What

known to the pack, so I let our people know she isn’t

my head. There’s no way that’s how the story really goes. "And how did you do

mean, how? I told them she isn’t

send up a prayer to the Moon Goddess to keep my king in her good graces. "Did they think

know? I just made it clear

painfully true-to-character

"What, am I wrong?"

it. With a flamethrower. "No, boss. Just saying, she probably wanted control over it. You should have waited for

skin, and I send up an additional prayer to the Moon Goddess, asking her to intervene if Grace tries to skin me alive

again. "Hmm. You think

Totally. One hundred percent. You know me; I know

the best at communicating, so hopefully my "help" will never come

was thinking of sending Fenris to

literal sign saying ’This is

I can

"You claimed the..."

the man? Let him dig his own grave. I have more important

is that a

idea. The best idea. You’re doing great, boss. Oh, no,

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