“What’s up with your… friend?”
“Hmm?” I looked down and cocked my head to the side. “You mean Landon?”
“Yeah, Landon,” she confirmed. “He seems a bit… tense.”
“He’s just the serious type,” I explained. “I’m the easy-going one, in case your wondering.”
“Oh, I’ve noticed.”
“You have?”
“Mhm.”
“Is that a good or a bad thing?” I asked.
“I haven’t decided yet. First and foremost, I’m trying to figure out what to make of this whole thing. It’s not everyday that a girl gets saved by two handsome men.”
“Handsome, huh?” I grinned, in response to her compliment. It was good to know that she found us attractive. That made things a lot easier. All I had to do was lay down a bit of my charm and she was as good as mine — or, rather, ours. Wolves need three to tango. Don’t ask me why — it’s just the way we operate.
Her cheeks reddened.
And I thought she was cute before…
Damn.
“Also, just for the record, we’re not men, we’re wolves.”
Landon shot me a dirty glare. If looks could kill, I’d be dead a hundred times over.
I shrugged in response and painted on an innocent expression. “What? It’s not like humans ever believe me, whenever I say that. Chill out, will you? I’m just having some fun,” I said, so that only Landon would hear me. It was one of the perks of being a shifter.
“Did you just say ‘wolves’ as in ‘werewolves’ or something?”
“Well, werewolves are a little different. They are typically a humanoid mix between man and wolf. You know eight feet tall, super hairy. Wolf shifters, on the other hand. We’ve got two forms. One human. The other wolf.”
“Roman,” Landon growled.
“You’re out of your mind.”
“Am I?” I asked. “I didn’t notice.”
She shook her head. “I shouldn’t be letting you take me home.”
“But you’re hurt,” I reminded. “Besides, every princess needs her Prince Charming, right?”
“Prince Charming?”
We arrived at her apartment building.
“Key?” I asked.
“Shit. I left all of my stuff back on the beach. I didn’t think.”
“I’ll go and get it.” Before anyone could say a word in response, Landon went jogging in the opposite direction leaving me all alone with the girl.
“So, I saved your life but I never got around to knowing your name.”
“Jane,” she answered. “My name is Jane.”