Page 67 of My Girlfriend is a Werewolf

Ares shrugged. “I am, but can’t take the credit. This genius lady over there deserves it.”

That led to Derek now frowning and saying, “Grams? What did you do?”

“Well, as we were having dinner last night, it occurred to me that the cops, even if mostly incompetent, might figure out Rogers was at that church, which would then lead them to his home, a home that might have things best left undiscovered.”

Derek pursed his lips. “Don’t tell me you blew up his house.”

“Oh no. That wouldn’t have been very nice, given his close neighbors. But we did pay it a visit.”

“To do what?” Athena asked.

Selene took over. “Well, first we wiped his hard drives of all info on the lycanthropy project. You can thank Gramps for that. The man is a whiz at cracking into computers.”

“Gramps?” Derek blinked.

“Bah, I like puzzles. Wasn’t that hard. The idiot had his password in code on his desk. Wasn’t too hard to figure out.” Gramps downplayed the effort.

“Once we got into his computer, it was easy-peasy wiping the lycan stuff entirely, putting in some meth-related material, a bit of underage porn, oh, and a trail that showed him money-laundering the government funds he’d been allocated.” Selene grinned.

“We also busted open his safe, which held some backup drives. We took those, along with his passport, cash, and a suitcase of clothes,” Ares added.

“Making it look like he fled,” Athena murmured.

Left unsaid, making Rogers look guilty.

“You forgot the part where I had to leave my rifle,” Grams groused. “My favorite rifle.”

“Which left many holes in the bodies at the church,” Ares reminded. “Forensics will match them up and go looking for its owner.”

“Which isn’t me. The beauty of unregistered firearms.” Then to Grams… “I’ll get you a new one. A better one!” Gramps declared.

Grams smirked. “You’ll regret that. You know which one I’ve had my eye on.”

Gramps offered a rare smile. “I do. And you deserve it. That was some fine shooting.”

“You did all that last night?” Athena squeaked.

“Well yeah. Had to be done before the cops showed up,” Ares pointed out.

“Won’t they realize Rogers is one of the bodies?” Derek wanted to believe this would work, but he couldn’t take chances.

“Not without dental records for him they won’t,” Selene chirped. “Unfortunately, a pipe above his dentist office burst.Ruined everything, and wouldn’t you know, they were too cheap to back up off-site.”

“Sounds like you thought of everything,” Athena replied.

“We sure did. I couldn’t have the little bastard running off with you,” Grams snapped.

“Why, Grams, would you have missed me?”

To his surprise, she eyed him and muttered, “Yeah, I would have. But don’t let it go to your head. Enough of this mushy bullshit. Everyone sit. It’s time to eat.”

The mood proved exuberant, the chatter lively, a big ol’ family breakfast of which he hoped to have many.

Athena sat by his side, occasionally squeezing his leg, stealing his bacon, laughing.

They’d survived. They were in love.

As for the fact his girlfriend was a werewolf? The sky was the limit when it came to canine jokes and gifts.

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