Chapter 21
“Maybe you should try calling Tank?” I offered three hours later as we sped along the final leg of our journey toward home. I was driving the shiny new sedan that was superior to Old Red in every way...at least from Gunner’s point of view.
Not that we’d had time to argue about his vehicular decision. Instead, Gunner was trying to figure out what had happened at clan central during our absence, a task made significantly more difficult when everyone refused to answer their phones. Even Kira’s texts had transitioned from vague to outright evasive as the afternoon faded closer and closer toward night.
Adding to our stress levels, there were werewolves who didn’t belong scattered all along the drive home. First, the scent of fur had surrounded us at a service station well into Atw
