I spun to her. Were we not all out? I thought we were all out!
She pulled out the three blue vials from her back pocket, and tossed them into the entrance. She said something in French that I didn’t understand.
The fire roared, knocking me back.
“What the hell was that?”
Meredith squatted a little and rested her arms on her thighs. “Just a little spell. You needed it. To activate the blue ones,” she said between gasps. “I was saving it. In case we got out.”
“In case we got out? In case we got OUT! Why the hell didn’t you use it in there? We could’ve fucking DIED!” She was nuts. I was going to kill her for that.
“Calm yourself,” Donovan said from behind me.
I would not turn around. I would not turn around. I didn’t need to see Donovan’s manly bits.
“You shouldn’t stare, Meredith. It isn’t polite,” Donovan said.
Meredith blushed, but only glanced away for a second before her eyes were drawn back to him.
Shit. Now I wanted to turn around.
“We need to keep moving, ladies. As much as I’d love to sit back and have a pint, there’s something else we need to take care of.”
Forgetting that Donovan was naked, I started to turn around. Dastien nipped my hand. “Hey. I do believe the biting portion of our relationship is over.” When I finished turning, Donovan was a wolf again. “Great. Now I can’t ask him what he’s talking about.”
My arm was throbbing, but I ignored it. Dr. Gonzales had said vampire bites were bad, but it would have to wait. Donovan was right. We had things to take care of.
I tried to remember where the car was. This was so not the way we came in, and now it was totally dark. Finding Dastien was easier. I couldn’t exactly link with my Tiguan. “Anyone have an idea where we parked?”
Chapter Thirty-Nine
After some debating and growling from the furry members of the group, we finally found our way back to my car. I had a brief moment of panic when I remembered that I hadn’t locked it, and then relaxed. It was on a random dirt road in nowhere Texas.
My hands were shaking as we piled in. I folded down the back seats so the wolves could stretch out. “Alrighty then. I have no idea where I’m supposed to go.”
Donovan—a black and brown speckled wolf—stuck his nose over the center console.
“I don’t speak wolf. Meredith?”
“Dude. It’s not like Twilight up in here. We can’t read minds.”
We shared a “we’re stupid” look, and then I placed my hand on Donovan’s head.
I didn’t get any words, just pictures. Images. And I knew exactly where to go.
“Hold on to your hats.” I did a quick U-turn and floored it down the dirt road.
Thirty minutes later we pulled into the mall. I rolled through the parking lot until I found the brigade of shiny black SUVs.
I pulled even with them and then went out to open the back hatch. Meredith went to the closest SUV and coded the lock. She opened up the car and grabbed out a pile of gray sweats, pulling on a sweatshirt for herself first, and then turned to the wolves.
“Come and get ‘em boys. And girl.”
They took turns jumping back in my car to shift. Meredith and I were covered in nasty. I needed a shower something fierce, but it’d have to wait. We both changed into gray sweats in the other car as the rest were shifting.
While we waited, she handed me a pack of baby wipes, and I cleaned up as best as I could. When it came time for Dastien to shift, I nearly peeked, but stopped myself. Barely.
Once everyone was back to being human, we went in search of the pack.