mattress. Frost chuckled and did the same, though his gun was bigger than mine.
I leaned across and looked at it, and the side of the barrel proclaimed Custom by Ed Brown.
“Damn. Is that the Special Forces forty-five?”
He lifted a brow. “It is.”
That was a twenty-five-hundred-dollar gun, and from what I understood, worth every penny. I had the newest Sig nine millimeter, specially designed with no edges to catch on anything. I thought I’d spent too much on a gun, and it hadn’t cost half that.
He leaned across and looked at mine. “That’s the new snag-free Sig? How do you like the sights?”
“You have to use it to understand. I love them. Where do you shoot?”
“We had a range at the old clubhouse, and I miss it. Mad Dog arranged for a membership for all of us at the gun store down the street from the apartment complex. We’ve moved into the new clubhouse, but we still need to install the range in the basement. The containment trap for the backstop’s been ordered, but it’s a few months out before they can deliver it.”
I took my t-shirt and bra off, but left my shorts and undies on, and slid between the sheets. He pulled everything off except his boxer briefs and joined me.
We talked long into the night. Snuggled together. This was my home, my land, and yet, somehow, Frost’s arms made it feel even more like home.
I’m pretty sure the last thing I said before I fell asleep was, “I like having you here.”
I was sleeping so soundly, the phone ringing didn’t register as mine. Frost answered it, and my subconscious finally roused when I heard Gil.
“I need Shy.”
“She’s sleeping. You have me.”
“Tell her Nora’s gone. Her phone’s here, so I can’t track her.”
I sat up. “Put it on speakerphone.”
“Shy?”
“Yeah. Did ya’ll have another fight?”
“Yes.” It sounded like he didn’t even open his mouth to say it. It was killing him to have to call me, but he knew I’d have a better chance of finding her.
I told him the pattern to unlock her phone, and then told him who to go to in her contacts.
“Text those three people. Tell them she’s missing, and you’re going to call the Alpha if you can’t find her in fifteen minutes. If you don’t hear from them in five minutes, call them and make sure they saw the text. If they know where she is, they’ll let her know, and she’ll call you because she does not want to have to deal with the Alpha again.”
She’d disrespected the wolf Alpha in front of people, and he’d pulled her wolf from her to show her just how much power he has over her. She’d been curled in a ball and in pain for the better part of a day, but from what I understood, he’d taken it easy on her. She had to learn, and the Pack Alpha doesn’t fuck around with that kind of thing. Wolves learn respect early in the Pack.
“You usually call people.”
“As you pointed out earlier, you’re her father and I’m just the ex. If this doesn’t produce her, let me know. Actually, please let me know either way.”
“Yeah. Okay. I’m sorry about earlier.”
“You should be. Find her, Gil.”
He disconnected, and I looked to Frost. “She’s okay. She has a good head on her shoulders. She won’t go far.”
“I got no problems going with you to look for her, if we need to.”
“No. If Gil follows my instructions, she’ll call him before the time’s up. If she isn’t with one of those three, they’ll know how to reach her.” I looked at my phone. Nearly three in the morning. Fuck. “You can go back to sleep. I need to stay up to make sure he finds her.”
“If you think you know where she is, we can take a ride and see.”
“If he doesn’t find her, the Alpha can track her through the Pack bond. She’ll be pissed we brought him into it, but I’m pretty mad at her for pulling this shit.”
“Right. One of the reasons my wolf brothers won’t oath to him, but I have to admit it comes in handy with a wayward teen.”
He moved behind me and I leaned back, into him. It was like him saying he had my back, and tears formed a knot in my throat and tried to make it to my eyes. I swallowed them down, but I knew Frost would smell my emotions.