"All right then, what do you need?"
"Can you take human form in daylight?"
Vane scoffed. "Obviously so. Ever tried to answer a phone without opposable thumbs? Not to mention the fact that I am speaking to you in English and not wolf."
Talon growled low at the sarcasm. "Yes, but can you hold and fight in human form during daylight?"
He snorted at that. "Oh yeah. Daylight doesn't bother me."
"Good. Sunshine needs to go to Jackson Square for a little while this morning."
"Did you okay this with Ash?"
"No."
Vane laughed. "Living on the edge. I love it. Okay, so what do you need me to do?"
"I want you to guard her until I can take over after nightfall."
"One guard dog coming up. Give me about half an hour to get there."
"All right, thanks."
"I would say anytime, Celt, but this is a one-shot-only deal."
"Yeah, I know."
Sunshine frowned as he hung up the phone. "Who was that?"
"That was Vane."
"Is he a Dark-Hunter too?"
"No, love. You're about to meet your werewolf."
Vane wasn't just any werewolf, Sunshine discovered. He was the werewolf, judging by the tough, hard-edged aura he projected.
He entered the cabin wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white T-shirt with a weathered motorcycle jacket, black cowboy boots, and a body that would cause a traffic jam.
And when he removed his sunglasses, her breath caught in her throat.
Even in height with Talon, he was stunningly gorgeous. His startlingly green eyes were a perfect contrast for his hair which at first glance appeared an extremely dark chestnut, but on closer view seemed to be made up of every color known. There were traces of ash and gold, red and black. She'd never seen hair like that in her life.
At least not on a human...
He wore it long, hanging just below his collar. She could tell he didn't spend any time with it, just brushed his hands through it and went.
But what captivated her most was the raw, overt male sexuality he oozed. One that ranked right up there with Talon's sexiness. Vane moved with the fluid grace of a predator, with his head held low as if ready to attack.
Grrrr, but the man was a fetching beast.
"You're early," Talon said.
Vane shrugged, his body a symphony of movement. "It didn't take as long to leave the pack as I thought it would."
The werewolf looked to her and gave her a knee-melting smile. "You really going to trust me with your female, Celt?"
"Yes, I am, because in this swamp, I rule."