Page 28 of Capricorn Blessed

“I have an idea,” Dennis says. “But first, could you two at least find pants to put on? It’s super distracting having a conversation with your dicks out.”

Both shifters look down and shrug.

“Sorry,” Kenric says. “I sometimes forget others aren’t used to nudity like shifters are. I think there are some extra clothes in the boot.”

I climb back out of the car and dig through the trunk, finding a pair of sweatpants and a pair of shorts. I also grab two shirts for good measure.

Entering the car, I toss the clothes into the front and turn back to Dennis. “What’s your plan?”

“Does Izzy have her phone on her?” he asks.

“She should,” I answer. “She never goes anywhere without it. Why?”

“Have you two set up Find My Friends? I know a lot of people in the city do as a precaution,” he says.

I move forward so fast I bump my head on the seat in front of me, finding my phone and pulling it out.

“You’re a genius, Dennis!” I shout, opening the app and seeing the dot labeled Izzy moving up the road. “Thank God, she’s obsessed with that thing! We’ve got her, let’s go!”

Kenric pulls the shirt over his head and then starts the car.

We follow the dot on the screen. I direct Kenric through the turns, urging him to go faster. The dot is keeping a lead on us. Dennis reaches over and places a hand on my thigh, giving a reassuring squeeze.

“We’re going to find her,” he says.

“And hopefully before it’s too late,” Beorn adds.

I suck in a sharp breath.

“Not helping,” Kenric says, smacking Beorn on the side of the head.

“Just saying,” he shrugs, rubbing his head.

“They stopped!” I announce. “It looks like they are down a side street, but it’s been still long enough. I don’t think it’s a light.”

Kenric pushes hard on the accelerator, speeding down the road.

“Turn here!”

The tires screech as Kenric swings the car onto a small dirt road in the middle of nowhere. He drives the car fast enough that I bump into Dennis a few times as we travel the rough road.

“Slow down,” I tell him. “Her phone is just ahead.”

He pressed the brake, bringing the car to a crawl. I look between my phone and the surrounding area.

“There it is.” I lean between the front seats, pointing to an even narrower road on our left. At the end of the road sits the SUV from the diner. A small, rundown, concrete hut sits on the side of the road.

Kenric starts to turn onto the road, but Beorn calls out, “Wait, we shouldn’t drive up behind them. They may have sensors on the road. Let’s park out here and walk up.”

Kenric backs up, parking the car near the turn but hopefully far enough away to not trigger any alarms. We all climb out and move to the edge of the road.

“Dennis, I don’t want to sound mean, but I think you should wait here,” I say. “I’d feel terrible if they hurt you more.”

“Izzy is important to you,” he says, “which means she’s important to me. I’m going.”

“It will probably be a magic fight,” Beorn replies. “We had two magic users and a shifter inside the cafe. Although there’s one less wizard now.”

“I’ll take my chances,” he answers, moving down the road. We hurry after him, positioning ourselves around him. “I’m not a damsel in distress,” he gripes. “I realize I’m out-matched here, bringing fists to a magic fight, but don’t get yourself hurt trying to protect me.”

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