Chapter 35: Mate's Appeal

“There were coyotes everywhere,” Eve said as if Arlin hadn’t heard the story already. He just smiled and stared, listening to her retell the tale of when Bane and his band of miscreants invaded their Friday night ritual of a bonfire to celebrate the coming weekend. Of course, Arlin hadn’t heard anyone mention jobs as of yet, so he wasn’t really sure how the weekend was any different from the weekday, but he’d take any reason to celebrate with his mate. “They backed down quickly, however, when Adira sparked some of her magic at them. You should have seen it.”

“I don’t think that’s how it happened,” Adira said, the small dark-haired witch glued to the alpha of Bull Creek’s side. “I didn’t use my magic until they tried to accost us at Everglades.”

“And then at the final battle,” Dimitri added. “You used a lot of magic then.” He pulled her into himself, squeezing her tight. “For which I’m glad. They were a right nasty bunch.”