Page 51 of Wolf Forsaken

"I'm bored."I flopped down on the couch and propped my feet up. "Can't we get out of here for a while until the reinforcements arrive?"

After the revelations from the day before, we'd spent the rest of the day trying to find anything in Silas's house that might give us answers. We found nothing. I'd tossed and turned most of the night, trying to wrap my brain around how someone could abandon a baby in a forest.

Had I been abandoned there before or after Baron was murdered?

"We can watch Manny give Silas a tattoo." Cole chuckled and rubbed his hands together. "I'm sure that will be entertaining."

"What?" Silas paled as he came to join us. We had just eaten breakfast, cleaned the dishes, and checked emails. The replies so far were promising, but they could have also been lying.

Since when had my life become an episode of some crime drama?

"Time to get some ink. The needle doesn't hurt too much, and you heal quickly. Hardly any blood. Come on, you know you want one. Maybe a little bunny rabbit on your ass cheek." Cole was a completely different person around Silas. It was hard to describe, but he acted like a kid, not a leader of a pack in his mid-thirties.

But what did I know? I could be immature myself. Where was the fun in life if you were serious all the time?

Silas sat down heavily next to me. "You bastard. Stop talking about needles."

"What's wrong?" I turned to him, putting my hand on his leg. "You look like you're going to be sick."

Cole sat down on the other side of me, stretched, and put his arm around my shoulders. "Silas is scared of needles."

"Well, I think he's sexy enough without tattoos. If he got any, I'd have to beat off all the wolfettes that would come knocking on his door." I put my head against Cole's arm. "Stop being mean to the poor boy or I'll have to cheer him up."

"You think I'm sexy?" Silas smirked and slid his hand around my waist, pulling me toward him. "Am I sexier than Cole?"

"This isn't a competition." Cole smoothed a hand over his hair, which only made me laugh. "But if it was, I'm certain I'm sexier than you, even on my bad days."

Silas used his free hand to smooth his beard. "It isn't a competition because there is no competition, Coco. Women can't resist the beard."

They were both so full of themselves, trying to one up each other. That could make for some interesting activities in the bedroom, though. "If you both don't stop, you'll both lose."

"Lose what? Their dicks?" Xander joined us, sitting on another sectional.

"Thinking about it, but I don't want to clean up the mess." I stood. "Let's do something. We can't just sit around here all day. What do you do every day, anyway?" Silas, of course, was the alpha, but he didn't have anywhere near the numbers Cole did.

"I need to run an errand in Huntsville. You can come with me." Silas sounded almost shy, which was such an odd thing for him. The man didn't seem to have a shy bone in his body.

Cole's chest rumbled. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"There are eyes on Dante. It's not like he's going to make it all the way to Huntsville without someone knowing. And if he does, what's he going to do in public?" Silas had a point, but Dante was also crazy, so who knew what he'd do in broad daylight.

"You can always come along if you have an issue with it. Maybe we can pick up some clothes while we're there, but you'll have to pay." I didn't even want to bother asking to go to my house. I didn't have much left there anyway besides clothes that didn't fit anymore or were the wrong season.

"I told Sara and Eli that we'd go over some video footage and strategize where we're going to infiltrate from." Cole stood and gave me a quick kiss before he looked down at Silas. "Don't be stupid."

"I'll go too. To keep an eye on Silas." Xander fist bumped Cole as he left to go find Sara and Eli. "But I could use some clothes of my own."

It was nice to see them getting along when at first I thought they were going to rip each other's throats out. Now, if Silas and Cole could just do the same, we'd be one happy bunch.

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"So,tell us again, what's in these boxes?" I took one from the trunk of Silas's SUV and stood out of the way so he and Xander could grab the other two. They were the size of small moving boxes and were probably around twenty pounds.

Silas had been vague about what we were delivering, saying it was extra income for the pack. I didn't want to think it was something illegal, but hehadbeen mad about the room he kept them in being left unlocked.

"You'll think differently of me. It's better if you don't know." He shut the trunk door, and we followed him as he rounded the corner of the building we were parked behind.

We were downtown, where mom and pop shops lined the streets and tourists enjoyed a day strolling around, buying things they probably didn't need. Huntsville was a tourist trap thanks to it being at the edge of a ski resort.

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