to a purr than a growl. So I relaxed and participated.
"Do they always flirt with biblical quotes?" Asil asked Tad.
In long-suffering tones, Tad said, "They can flirt with the periodic table or a restaurant menu. We've learned to live with it. Get a room, you guys."
"Quiet, pup," said Adam with mock sternness. He gave my butt a promissory pat as he said, "Respect your elders."
At Kyle's house, I took time to take a better look at the dent in Marsilia's car. It wasn't as bad as I remembered it, but it was bad enough. She was going to be furious, and I couldn't blame her. I just hoped she kept it between us and didn't try to involve the pack - the pack had sustained about as much damage as it could handle right now.
"Don't worry," Adam said. "We'll get it fixed."
"It can't make her hate me any more than she already does," I said, willing to look on the bright side.
"It might make her hate you more immediately," offered Tad, and I laughed even though he was right.
"She won't hurt Mercy," said Adam softly. "She knows better than that."
Asil trailed past the trunk, nostrils flaring. "The dead woman is still in the car." He glanced around as if he was looking for something. "Armstrong's rental is gone. He said he had some more coordinating to do with his people. He'll be back, though. Sooner rather than later."
"Tell me about him," said Adam. "I only had time to shake hands and go."
"I'm not your wolf," warned Asil, his voice suddenly harsh.
Adam took in a breath of air and shook out his shoulders. "Sorry," he said, looking at the car and not the other wolf. "Habit. We need to get ourselves ironed out before there's bloodshed. You've been very courteous, and I thank you for it. I'll try to do better. Would you share what you know about the Cantrip agent with me?"
There was a pause, and I kept my eyes on Asil, watching for a sign that he'd decided not to take Adam's apology. His eyes were yellow - that they'd shift back and forth so easily told me as much as his earlier warning had about how little control he had over his wolf.
"Charles vouches for him," Asil said at last, letting the apology lie - which was the safest way to play it. "Lin Armstrong is a troubleshooter for Cantrip and has the power to make things happen. Charles told me to tell you that he can be trusted. As long as we're following our own rules, he won't rock the boat."
"Even with the blood of Cantrip agents hot on my hands?" asked Adam softly.
"Tell him the whole truth," I said impulsively. "Better yet, wait and catch Tony when he comes with Sylvia and tell the whole herd. We're in the right here, and they are the ones who benefit from lies."
"Talk to the lawyer first since you have one immediately available to you," cautioned Asil. "Then give the others as much truth as the lawyer tells you to, and not one word more."
"If you do that, we'll need time to get the story straight," I said.
"We'll tell him the truth," Adam said heavily. "I'm tired of playing games. Maybe it's time to spread a little fear. If they had been a little more afraid of us, Peter would still be alive."
Adam opened the front door, and we were hit with a wave of noise and motion that only got louder when people realized who was at the door.
"Quiet," said Adam - and everyone - the wolves, security personnel, and what looked like two dozen little girls (though I knew that there really weren't that many, they just moved fast) shut up and stood still.
"Good." He looked around. "Where is Kyle? I need to talk to him and get y'all organized." He was tired if he was drifting back into Southernisms.
"I'll get him," said Mary Jo's voice in the back of the crowd. I caught a glimpse of her before she disappeared up the stairs. She was dressed in sweats that were too big for her, and her skin tone was greenish, like she'd just woken up after spending the night at an all-you-can-drink orgy.
Jesse, with the littlest Sandoval on her hip and her hair mussed and damp, waded through the crowd and kissed her dad on the cheek. She rested against him for a moment. "Welcome home, Dad."
He hugged her hard, then relaxed his hold to ruffle