Wolf Girl (Wolf Girl #1) - Leia Stone Page 0,74

there was a city for each race, and as a whole they were all a part of Magic City but … I didn’t know there was a jail.

Backtracking, I slipped along the side of the building, in the dark, trying not to crunch on leaves or make any noise to alert the guards.

Sage pulled me from my wolf’s reality. “Can you like … feel her still, or talk to her?”

I nodded. “She’s at the building, looking for Sawyer.”

“Holy shit,” Sage breathed. “Tell me what happens.”

I nodded again and focused back on my wolf.

What was she doing? She had gotten really close to one of the dark tinted windows, so close her nose was fogging it. I felt a tug at my navel like she was pulling something from me. Before I could try to figure it out, she went all translucent like she did before she jumped back in my body and … walked through the glass door, coming out on the other side in an empty conference room.

“Holy shit,” I breathed.

“What’s wrong?” Sage gripped my hand, but I kept my eyes closed, because it was the only way I knew how to concentrate.

“Nothing. I mean … my wolf just walked through a wall but … nothing.”

“That’s not normal,” Sage whispered, and I didn’t really have anything to say to that, because she was right. It wasn’t.

My wolf solidified and then peered out into the hallway. Immediately voices carried to her. She slinked down the hallway to get closer to them.

“We have security footage showing two wolves, gray and black, crossing the south side of our border two days ago,” a male voice said as my wolf listened on.

“And now my son is dead!” a woman spat.

My wolf crept closer, standing just beyond the doorway.

“Half of our wolves are gray or black, it’s the most common coloring.” I recognized the alpha’s voice.

“And your son happens to be a gray wolf, does he not?” the woman hissed. I recognized her voice, it was Vicon’s mother, the queen of all the vampires in Vampire City.

“Are you saying you think my son killed yours?” It was the first time I’d ever heard Sawyer’s mom speak in a threatening or strong tone; she was always so soft spoken and polite.

“Well, if he didn’t, then why the fuck is he grinning like an idiot right now?” Queen Drake spat.

“Because I hate your kind.” Sawyer’s voice could cut glass and my wolf went very still.

“And I want you off our land. Now.”

Silence fell over the room and my heart leapt into my throat as my wolf stepped inside.

‘No!’ I hissed to her mentally, ‘You’ll be seen!’

Wait … why was no one looking at me? My wolf walked right up to the table and I was shocked to see a lot more people there than I’d thought. Sawyer, his mom, Curt, and then Vicon’s parents, King and Queen Drake. I knew them from when my parents made the complaint. I’d met them for all of five minutes, but they weren’t two people you’d forget. There were also two men in suits, one sitting on each side … they looked like lawyers. The person at the head of the table shocked me the most.

Prime Minister Locke. Were the light fey like Switzerland in these situations? Maybe they were a neutral third party.

“We want a full investigation, Curt.” Vicon’s dad slammed his flat palm on the table and glared at the alpha.

Holy shit, he looked so much like Vicon it made the hair on my wolf stand up. His dark hair was slicked over to one side, and it looked wet but was probably a shitload of gel. He wore a crisp black satin suit with a black shirt and black tie. All of this was in stark contrast to his paper white skin.

Sawyer suddenly turned his head, very slowly, and looked right at me, eyes widening a little, before looking away quickly. Vicon’s mother did the same, following Sawyer’s gaze, but seemed to look past my wolf, and then away like she couldn’t see me.

What the hell?

“Of course. We will conduct an internal investigation and hand over our report to you when it’s complete.” Curt interlaced his fingers and set them on the table, giving the vampires a cold hard glare.

Sawyer dropped his hand underneath the table and wiggled his fingers, as if beckoning my wolf. She trotted over to him and he sank his fingers into my fur.

“Internal investigation?” Queen Drake barked in laughter. “The prince of