Six
Landry Thayer
He smelled her before he saw her. His wolf ran circles in his head. Ellery, Ellery, Ellery. She was coming to Crescent Manor. He wasn’t sure why. But he was glad of it. He was pacing back and forth in the family foyer, a large entryway where the grand staircase was, and a crescent moon painted in silver was on the floor.
From the staircase, Noel sat on the bottom two, a disgruntled expression on his face.
Their mom, Diana Thayer, was pacing back and forth. She was a lovely woman, with blond hair, and blue eyes.
“She’s really coming? You’re sure about this?”
Landry nodded. “I woke up to visions of her getting in her truck this morning. She was grumbling something about a weird legacy. Julia Corbin must have told her the truth about the Huntresses. She knows, and she’s coming here to understand everything better. We’ve got to behave naturally. We can’t scare her off. This is a really big deal.”
Diana kept on cleaning things that didn’t need to be cleaned, like the staircase banister, and the windows. “I wish we’d had a little more warning. I could have gone shopping. I hope she’s not vegetarian. That might make things awkward.”
Noel snorted. “Mom, she grew up on a cattle ranch. I don’t think there’s a chance in hell that she’s vegetarian.”
“Well, you never know these days. Dietary concerns and all that.”
“We live in a magic house,” Noel reminded her, “it’s enchanted to get us whatever we need. I’m sure if Elle needs something, the house will provide it for her. Stop fretting, Mom. It will be fine.”
Diana turned to her son. “Future alpha or not, you need to understand that girl’s happiness is what we depend on. If she decides she doesn’t want anything to do with us, she’ll have the power to destroy Moon Falls. Everything that our family has worked for to create a place for Moon Children to be safe will come to an end.”
“It will be fine,” Landry assured his mom, “I’ve seen our future together. Ellery and me, we’re going to be fine. We’ll fall in love. We’ll have a life together, and Moon Falls will be safe.”
“Hey, do you smell that?” Noel asked then, standing up from the stairs as if on high alert.
Diana sniffed the air, and so did Landry. They could both hear the rumble of Ellery’s truck coming up the drive, but the air was tainted with something else.
Diana’s eyes widened. “No, it’s not possible. She couldn’t have brought him with her.”
Landry growled. “She did. I can smell it. Her scent is different because she’s with a male. It’s Deacon Foy.”
“Why would she bring him here with her?” Noel wondered.
“Relax,” Diana said, “she’s a young woman going to a house she doesn’t know alone. It makes sense that she would bring someone with her to keep her safe, just in case.”
Landry scowled. “I’m not a threat.”
Diana placed a hand on his shoulder. “She doesn’t know that. You and your brothers didn’t exactly grow up in Glacier. You went to school in Gevaudan in France, and you only really only spent your summers and vacations here.”
“Right,” said Landry, “I suppose I shouldn’t worry about this. He’s a human. Nothing compares to the feeling of finding your mate. We’ll be fine.”
His mom smiled brightly at him. “Exactly.”
There was a knock on the door then. “That’s her,” Landry growled.
Noel smiled. “We’d better go. We don’t want to throw the girl into the pack of wolves just yet. Come on, mom.”
“I want to meet her!” Diana insisted.
Noel laughed. “You will just let them have their moment.”
He dragged his protesting mom away, and Landry took a deep breath before turning to the door. He opened it and smiled when he saw Ellery standing there. Ellery had long, brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail, brown eyes, and a round face. She was wearing jeans, black boots, a blue t-shirt, and a black peacoat.
Next to her was Deacon Foy. He was a human, with short, blond hair and hazel eyes. He had broad shoulders and was incredibly tall. He wore jeans, a black and blue flannel shirt, and a jean bomber jacket. He had on a black cowboy hat.
“Ellery Corbin, as I live and breathe,” said Landry, “what are you doing here?”
Ellery smiled. “Hi, Landry. I came to…well….” She glanced at Deacon. “Deacon, can you head out? I’m okay, and I’ll call you when I’m ready to head back.”
Deacon frowned. “Are you sure? You said you were worried about being here before.”
Ellery coughed. “I’m fine, I swear. I’ll call you when I’m ready to come home.”
“Alright.”
Ellery tossed her keys to him, and the cowboy ambled down the drive to the old, Chevy truck that Ellery drove. Landry decided that once they were together, he was going to make sure she had a better car. He didn’t trust that thing at all. Especially not as the truck rumbled to life and creaked down the drive.
“You drove here in that?” he said, unable to help himself.
Ellery nodded. “It was my dad's first truck. He gave it to me when I turned sixteen.”
That the truck had sentimental value to her didn’t change much about his opinion on it. There was no way his mate was going to be driving something that was barely holding together. “Hmmm,” was all he said in answer to her statement.
She must have sensed his disapproval because she glared at him. “We can’t all drive luxury sports cars, you know.”
“Right. Of course.”
Ellery stood there shifting from side to side, biting her lip. He could hear her heart pounding against her chest.
“Ellery,” he said, “did you come here for a reason?”
Finally, she took a deep breath. “Is it true?”
“Is what true?” he asked.
“Are you…that is…” she tugged anxiously at a loose strand of her hair. “Are you a werewolf?”
He grinned. “I was wondering when you’d ask.”