Seducing The Wolf - By Marisa Chenery Page 0,36

nodded her head at Roxie before she moved to stand in front of Royce. "I thought you were going to call me."

"I was going to. I had to discuss something with Roxie and her mother before I did. How did you know where to find me?"

"I have my ways."

"That is what you said when you showed up on my doorstep." Royce had a feeling it couldn't be a coincidence that Billie could seemingly find him so easily. "Seriously, how did you find me?"

Billie rolled her eyes. "Fine. I sort have a little secret as well."

"And that would be?"

"I guess you want me to go first. All right. I have an ability that lets me locate people I've come in contact with, no matter how briefly I've associated with them."

"Really?" Roxie asked with interest in her voice. "You can find anyone you want?"

"Yes. So long as I've seen your face I will be able to find you."

"How does it work? Do you get flashes of images in your head, or do you get complete addresses?"

"I bring the person's face up in my mind then I focus on them. I don't really get an address or images. It's like I just know where to go to find them. It's kind of hard to explain."

Royce chuckled. "Now I understand why your brother Hayes wasn't thrilled to see you that night at Wulf's Den. He hadn't told you where he was going and still you found him."

"I've lost count the number of times I've had to bring his drunken ass home. Without fail, when Hayes gets into a fight with his wife, he goes somewhere to get sloshed. Then Janice calls me to find him and bring him home. He hasn't been able to get away from me yet, though he does try. You wouldn't believe some of the places he has gone to hoping I wouldn't be able to find him." Billie shuddered dramatically. "At least the others don't make me go hunt them down."

"The others?" Roxie asked.

"My brothers. I have three older brothers besides Hayes."

Roxie gave a low whistle. "Four older brothers? Dating must have been fun for you when you were growing up."

"It was rough at times. Add my father into the mix and sometimes I was lucky to date at all."

"I can sympathize with you, dear," Belinda said. "I grew up with a father who took great relish in scaring off almost every boy I brought home."

"Hey, I wasn't that bad," Royce said with a laugh.

It wasn't until he felt Billie's eyes boring into him did he realize what he had said. Turning his gaze onto her, he could see her looking at Belinda and then back at him. It wasn't hard to see that she was trying to figure out how he could be Belinda's father when he looked much younger than she did. Clearing his throat, Royce motioned for Billie to come sit down beside him on the loveseat.

After she was seated next to him, Royce took a deep breath before he began. "I guess this is where I say it's my turn now. I can see from the look on your face you're finding it hard to believe I'm Belinda's father."

Billie snorted. "You think? There is no way you can be her father. You look to be the same age as Roxie."

"Looks can be deceiving, Billie. In actual fact, I'm Belinda's grandfather, not her father. I only raised her as my daughter when her parents died."

"Okay, you're losing me here."

"I don't know of any other way to explain this without just coming out with it. So here it goes. Billie, I'm a werewolf."

Billie started to laugh. "You're kidding, right? There are no such things as werewolves."

Royce had known she wouldn't believe him, but it still didn't make it any easier for him. "No, I'm not kidding, and werewolves are indeed real."

"No, they aren't." Billie must have realized he was serious because she stopped laughing. "Royce, you can cut the crap. I'm not that naive to believe that werewolves exist. Next you'll be telling me the bogeyman is real too."

Belinda broke into their conversation. "If I may make a small suggestion, Dad, I think maybe you should show Billie or you're not going to get anywhere."

Royce nodded his head. Belinda was right. He could sit here and argue with Billie until he was blue in the face and she still wouldn't believe him.

Moving off the loveseat, Royce stood so he could look down at Billie. He kept eye