could manage. "This is not my home. And I don'

tapped his collarbone. "Your name t

f when you were drag

ually," another of

f the werewolves to k

freakin

we know your name, I'm Elliot.

" Seatbelt

heir names too, but they a

big furry head to rest on my thigh, so I slid away from

armrest, and then I was stuck… with a

worn leggi

ne next door." Elliot, AKA Smiley, gestured off to the side. "Get some rest and

e." I scowled at th

o Moon Ridge."

hat, yet somehow after hearing it

watched until the doo

of their minds if they thought I

; I was a sweaty mess, and my feet were either soaked with sweat, pus-co

door, and a perfectly good

ng

arage door I’d just been

hly jumped over the couch, landing between me and t

I screeched. "G

ell it wasn't a threatening growl...

ward the f

blem beating

d the keys. I released the fists, shoved the

my escape while Jesse was napping.

e stairs with me at my pace. Every step was excruciatin

irst bedroom and determined it was Jesse's. His closet was a smallish walk-in, but a coup

ts. It was still too hot outside for sweats, given that we lived in Northern Georgia and it was September, but what

cious wetness in my shoes and reached into another

erywhere. I didn't care about my kidnapper's house staying clean, but i

door too, I headed into the bathroom. The wolf follow

anded, pointi

dark blue and only a little see-through, but I still d

, get out,

too. That was easy to forget, but not

weapon. Like a broom

d one of those electric face shavers with th

reze and pointed

could’ve rivaled the one the wolf had made earlier. "I'm e

raight at that and

you? You're the asshole who kidnapped

my foot and sniffed,

ll was wron

sponse but glare down at him, he carefully caught one of my shoelace

e my shoes off?" I

t me and bobbed h

f my foot carefully, wincing and cursing a couple of times as it came off. My sock was soaked, and the

and pu

ck off my foot, and I bit down hard on the

ose up close to my injury. I swatted him a

other shoe and sock a

nse

y heels, toes, and th

athletic shoes an

e neither." I leaned my back against the toilet, my eyes c

om sink. With a dramatic sigh, I leaned over and pulled it open for him. He dug aro

at's helpful, thanks

watched me pull

e ground in front of me to take stock of what I had. "Other than the usual scraped knees and neck burns from curl

a weir

s supposed to mean," I tol

ation that followed

s nose, then went up on his back l

ut my foot in the

gestured to a bottle of h

feet with hand soap?" My eye

dded

et and carefully lifted one of the raw devils into the sink. I had to contort m

t it on warm and hissed when the water

his nose, setting the temperatur

g faded to dull, aching pain. Jesse hit the s

pumped a little soap into my hand. While I cleaned the area gentl

bing, then flipped the water back on. He took care to make

bubbles, and even more when Jesse shut o

back down on the lid of the toilet seat. And honestly,

wet, I reached for a towel. Jesse

ng stopped

ched my hand toward the towel a

gain the moment my finger

em to air-dr

bed hi

t." I s

g them so I was using his back as

he pain eased a bit with my weight off my feet, so I leaned m

ntil my leg rest began

g, I s

my bod

?" I aske

ing the medical supplies on the ground. His nose

tibiotic

know what h

o gesture to the b

to use this,

en that was done, the wolf pointed to some square-sh

hen grabbed Jesse's socks off the ground. Wrestling one on without too muc

" I fina

. It was kind of adorabl

," I gestured to my feet. "I'm g

estured to the shower, which was on

more of an

d to his back. His back legs popped over the

my head as I eased the second sock o

and I grabbed the Febreze