Gracie - Sherry Foster Page 0,40
had fallen. If I set you on your feet again do you promise to walk not run? I know you are excited, I can feel it, hell, the whole pack can feel your excitement right now, but before you go running to your mate determined on some sort of action stop and think. What would you have us to do? What action is it you think you can perform, or Gammon can perform, that will prove you know the curse.”
“I am going to call Kate. No, wait, Casey, I will call Casey and she can bring her mate. He is reputed to know on sight those of Calian blood. Put me down, I can walk. I promise I will walk.”
“Is he now? But a half breed?” Hendrix set her on her feet.” I don’t have this golden wolf you have told me about. I have nothing but a plain old ordinary grey wolf. Nothing exciting or unusual about my wolf.”
“But if your mother was a plain witch you wouldn’t have a golden wolf. I don’t think. We have to get Dacron here to find out.” She reached out and tugged on his hand dragging him toward the house. “Come on he can be here in minutes if Gammon will ask for him.”
Gammon met them halfway to the house. “I called already. Mia’s idea could be right. But it also could be wrong. I don’t care to have them here, in the heart of my territory. I told Keith you would relieve him at the entrance so if you are going to meet Dacron in two hours do so there. And son? I will either be there with you or you will open the path between us so I can hear what he has to say. I hope, for your sake, Mia is right. Every one deserves to have a chance of having a mate. If your curse is to be the product of a half breed or to be a half breed you will still be welcome at my hearth. I didn’t raise you to turn you away. Besides, from what I understand the wolf breeds true in those matings and the male can even give the witch a wolf of sorts. And your children will be fully wolf. Since you have never shown any display of power, if you are the product of a mixing of the races it would have to be your mother who was mixed. Otherwise you would have shown some sort of power and you haven’t. Do not get your hopes up though, Mia could be wrong. Hell, I could be wrong in my understanding. Get going. I told Keith you would be there in forty-five minutes.”
Hendrix turned and raced for his car. The drive took forty-five minutes so he hadn’t a moment to waste.
Chapter Seventeen
Keith grunted at Hendrix. “You ass. How you gonna come out here to relieve me and not tell me anything? The pack can feel Mia’s excitement but no one is saying shit. Is it the baby? Did she feel the baby move? Females get excited about stuff like that.”
“It isn’t the baby.”
“But you know what it is, don’t you. If I head back in will someone tell me? Does it have to do with me? Is my mate hiding something from me?” Keith’s hand shook, “Is she pregnant. No, no I would feel her excitement.” He muttered.
Jerking his head up he looked at Hendrix. “We expecting company?”
“Not coming down the road we aren’t. At least, no, they will be flying in.”
“Well someone is coming.”
“I hear that.” Hendrix sent a quick question to Gammon through the bond. “Nope. Gammon says no one is expected and he doesn’t want company so unless there is an unmated female in the car turn them around. He doesn’t care who it is.” He tilted his head to the side a moment before continuing. “He says a couple came into the village today claiming they were on vacation and reserved a room for a week at the motel. He suspects it might be more press trying to get an interview. Said turn them around and send them packing.”
Keith watched as the car came into view. “Well, it is a couple and they are in one of the motel cars.” He broke off what he was saying when Hendrix started swearing. Turning his head but keeping his eyes on the car he asked. “You know that couple?”
Hendrix crossed his arms and stepped to the middle of the