Page 65 of Wolf Roulette

Wade blew out a breath. “Fuck me. Is that all?”

“Pretty much.” I had a few ideas on the cards, but that was the extent of my current dilemma.

He darted a look at me. “And you’re doing all this for Sascha?”

“For everyone.”

“But mostly for Sascha.”

“You’re gonna make me say it?”

“Speak the hard words, bitchhole.”

“I’m doing this for Sascha.”

Wade’s lips curved. “I’m so on board. Maybe I should care more about the centuries-old fight, but you’ve inspired me to stretch my horizons. What’s the first step in Mission Get Dick?”

I grimaced. “Let’s change the name for starters, and secondly… what do you know about the Deception Valley Council?”

“Mum’s on the council.”

“No shit?”

“Yep. There are five members from the tribe on it, and four representatives from the blissfully ignorant public. Obviously, if we really want a certain outcome, the tribe has the majority vote. The council manages the wellbeing of the region—roads and stuff. They have plans.”

I arched a brow. “That you clearly pay attention to.”

“Pretty sure they submit a report to you every so often. I pretend to listen to Mum talk about it sometimes.”

I needed to get my hands on the latest report. “Do you know when the council meets?”

“Every six weeks… maybe? Don’t ask me when the next one is.”

Gerry’s shrill whistle made me jump.

Stewards piled into the pavilions, and we walked up the steps of the closest one to stand at the front.

“Will your mum be okay with me calling her?”

Wade glared at the hoops and cones set out. “You mean because you turn into a werewolf?”

The stewards behind us quietened.

His mum was on my side before, but so much had changed. “Yep.”

“Anyone who doesn’t trust you because of what you can do now is a fucking idiot,” he answered.

Gerry blew his whistle again.

“That’s really not nice.” I rubbed my throbbing, sensitive ears.

“Look at her standing there like she’s one of us.”

I smiled.

My first volunteer.

Gerry outlined the training session and instructed us to get into pairs.

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