Moon Claimed (Werewolf Dens #2) - Kelly St. Clare Page 0,85
remained—or ideally, became a positive balance. But right now, the house I’d grown up in was gone, and strangely, that was all I could think about.
Tears welled in my eyes. “Thanks, Roy. Please tell the new owners there’s a week remaining on the storage shed. If they want to continue the lease beyond that, they’ll need to make arrangements so the contents aren’t carted away.”
Thanking him again, I hung up.
Wade kneaded his toes into my back. “Does that mean what I think it means?”
“That I have significantly less debt now?”
He waited.
“Yes.” I dashed away a tear, my back turned.
Selling the house shouldn’t feel like another goodbye to Ragna, but it really did. And why I even cared was anyone’s guess.
Wade dragged me up, harassing me until I bounced on the bed with him.
“Andie isn’t as poor. Andie isn’t as poor!”
Cameron burst in. “What the hell is going on?”
I rolled off the bed as Wade continued, “Andie isn’t as poor.”
Jerking a thumb, I said, “I’m not as poor. The house sale just cleared.”
Cameron gasped. “Finally.”
Dragging me onto the bed again, we all engaged in another round of celebratory jumping.
Crack.
The world slanted as I was thrown into Wade’s thighs. He fell back onto the bed, and Cameron crushed the air from my lungs when she landed on top.
I wheezed. “RIP, bed.”
“Who cares. You get paid big bucks for being head steward. You’ll have enough to afford a new bed in no time.”
Sure would.
I grinned into his inner thigh as Cameron extracted her face from my ass cheeks.
“Enough about me. Today is your day.” Padding to the kitchenette, I proceeded to drag a cake out of the fridge.
“Are you insinuating that I’m the kind of person who eats triple… chocolate… fudge cake for breakfast?” he asked.
I pulled out three plates and flicked on the kettle.
Wade arranged himself in my bed as I presented him with the cake. I opened the bedside drawer and extracted the cardboard crown I made yesterday, settling it atop his blond curls.
“I hereby dub thee King Wade. Your orders are to be obeyed without question—”
“I’m not part of that,” Cameron said around a mouthful of cake.
“—by me,” I said. “May your twenty-four-hour rule be prosperous.”
Wade dipped his head regally. “Thank you, wench.”
Ugh. He’d enjoy this far too much. I made our hot drinks and settled into my slice of goodness.
Cameron had located tubes already, so we were sliding into her car in no time.
“Where will we leave from?” I asked as she drove west through town.
“We’ll head out Frankton Gorge way. There’s a spot there.”
Shoot.
Could I go to Frankton Gorge?
In the back seat, I drew out my phone, pulling up Sascha’s number.
My phone vibrated.
Speaking of the devil.
Where are you going?
I texted him back.
Frankton Gorge. Is that safe?
I pressed Send.
“Have you been tubing before, Andie?” Cam asked.
“Nope. Will I die?”
“Only from fun.” Wade cranked the music.
They sang along to “Don’t Start Now” by Dua Lipa, and I checked my phone.
[Your message was not delivered.]
No reception.
Fuck.
He definitely mentioned vampires in Bluff City, and a witch coven somewhere, and a huge demon kingdom.
I couldn’t remember if the claimed territories included Frankton Gorge. That’s where they gathered after the vampires and demons, right? Or did the witches control it now?
We left the Welcome to Deception Valley sign behind, and my chest tightened.
“I haven’t left the valley in so long,” Wade groaned. “Maybe we should keep going and have a bender in Bluff City. They have this new club, Forbidden.”
Cam waggled her brows. “Sounds like my kind of scene.”
That was a definite no. “I need to be back for the announcement. Just to be a party pooper.”
“Boo,” they chorused.
I focused on listening to our surroundings. I knew nothing about any of these supernatural creatures, and with Wade and Cameron along, a run-in could be disastrous.
“Here we are.” She pulled over.
I didn’t relax as we untied the tubes and pulled on suspiciously heavy rucksacks.
Cameron locked the car and tucked the keys on top of the tire. “Sonny and Dave are returning from a run to Bluff City. Sonny said he’ll drive my car into town and leave it for us.”
“Thanks for organising this, Cam.” I felt bad that organising Wade’s big day was my task and I didn’t actually do anything except buy a cake and make a crown.
She threw me a smile. “It was more for me, believe me. I really need this.”
I inhaled her worry and sorrow again.
I wish she’d tell me what was up, I whispered to my wolf.