“She’s here,” Phoenix growled into his cell phone.
“Who?” Thor, his Pack mate, asked.
“It’s her, bro.”
“Phoenix, I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about,” growled the baldheaded Wolf in reply.
Fuck. He was right. Phoenix should probably start at the beginning.
“Where are you, bro? You left with like no fucking warning.”
“I’m at the Oasis in Maccon City.”
“By the Macconwood Pack?”
“Yeah man, look, I fucking found my mate. She’s human.”
“Human?” Thor asked, and Phoenix’s Wolf growled in response to the perceived judgement.
His animal side did not always have patience for his Pack mates, even if the man knew better. Thor was not being judgmental. Other Shifter species chose humans as their mates all the time. But that was not the case with Dire Wolves.
“Yeah, human and fucking perfect,” he grunted.
“Alright, man. So, have you talked to her?”