Kyle lay on the hard mattress, telling himself he’d experienced worse. He’d spent night in the forest, albeit in his wolf form. But his human counterpart had become a bit too accustomed to living in luxury. The dampness of the jail cell and the lumpy pillow were not at all conducive for a good night’s sleep. He lay awake listlessly, spending a great deal of time worrying over Niki and the girls as the unmistakable drip drip of a leaking faucet echoed in his ears. Would Joel try to show up at the house and bully Nikita while he was locked up? Kyle wouldn’t put it past the fucker. He hoped Nikita had called Alyssa the moment he’d left. If so…he’d probably be out of here come morning. But that didn’t help stem the trepidation gnawing at his insides. Joel was going to use this as leverage and
