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Was he going to make me choose? If he did he was going to lose me because I wasn’t about to do ultimatums and I wasn’t about to be forced into something.

The rest of the car ride back to my house was quiet but not uncomfortable. I had a feeling we were all thinking about the conversation we’d just had.

I wondered if Ginger and Hunter could possibly be mates. Hunter was an absolute sweetheart and he was so good with the baby. He was good to Ginger, too.

I had to try and not play matchmaker with my new friends because I didn’t think either of them would appreciate it. I had a problem though where I wanted everyone that I cared about to be happy. And I was just insane enough to think that I could help them find their happiness by meddling in their lives.

The sedan with the guards followed us all the way to my house. They didn’t come inside and I didn’t offer an invitation to them.

Hunter, Ginger, and the baby left after giving me hugs and saying goodbye.

And then it was just me and the wolf. I had no idea what to do with him.

Chapter 24

Rally remained in wolf form, which just seemed strange to me. We couldn’t talk like this and I didn’t know if I was supposed to let him out so he could go to the bathroom or what.

Just to be nice, I filled a bowl of water for him in the kitchen and left it on the floor in front of the sink so he could have something to drink. He didn’t drink from it but he did sit down and stare at me.

I shrugged and gave up on him, deciding to go about my business as if he weren’t here.

He followed me all throughout the house.

We went up to my bedroom where he laid down at the foot of my bed with his head resting on his front paws. He laid like that and watched me as I took off my weapons and laid them out on top of my dresser. I got out a silk pajama shorts and cami set that were black, a pair of clean panties, and carried them into my bathroom. I changed my clothes, washed the makeup off my face, and brushed out my hair.

I was glad Rally didn’t follow me into the bathroom because I wasn’t quite ready to pee in front of him just yet. I’d likely never want to cross that bridge because I thought having boundarieswas a really good thing and there were some things he never really needed to know about me, thank you very much.

When I left the bathroom, he got up off the bed and trotted after me back down the stairs and into the kitchen. I found leftover pizza and cheesy bread in the fridge and heated some up in the microwave for myself. I put some cold pizza on a plate and sat it down on the floor next to the bowl of water for the wolf.

Rally still didn’t touch either of them but that was okay, it didn’t hurt my feelings. I was just trying to be nice and I had no idea what he liked or needed in this form. I was just happy he hadn’t tried to eat me.

I took my plate of pizza and carried it down to the basement stairs. I unlocked the door and held it open for him. Rally went down the stairs first and the lights flickered to life overhead as he went down.

I sat down on the couch and he climbed up beside me. I ate my pizza as I clicked the camera footage of the night while I’d been away from the house. There had been no surprise visitors while I’d been gone.

I didn’t know if I should be relieved or disappointed by the lack of activity at my house. I didn’t know if I’d ever see the twins again and even though I was trying not to admit it it was really starting to piss me off.

I didn’t know what to do with Rally being in my house and my special, secret space, and I wasn’t quite sure how to act around him now.

I decided to do what I always did when I was down here recently and get drunk.

I switched some of the screens to the cameras outside so I could keep an eye on the guards outside the house and everything else going on out there. I pulled up Netflix on another screen and found a movie for us to watch. Not that I was going to watch it. I didn’t watch much television and never really had.

I put it on for Rally just in case he got bored with watching me and wanted something else to do. I also didn’t like the quiet while he was down here with me. It made me feel like I needed to talk to fill the silence and I knew nothing good would come from me rambling. I would end up telling him all of my secrets.

I dragged out one of the boxes my grandmother had full of information about my father and demons. There wasn’t much in it. Mostly it was about all of the horrible things he’d done in his life so far.

Rally laid down on the couch and watched me sift through papers while I proceeded to get drunk. Oddly enough, I wasn’t uncomfortable with him watching me.

I woke up groggily as I was lifted off of the couch. “What’s happening?” I mumbled sleepily.

“You’re not sleeping down in the basement, on the couch,” Rally murmured quietly. “I’m going to carry you up to bed.”

“It’s not just a basement,” I whispered, still sounding groggy. “It’s my safe room.”

“I think your whole fucking house is one giant safe room. Christ.”

He wasn’t exactly wrong. You couldn’t get inside unless I let you in or you had the codes. But, still, the house could burn down and still the basement would hold strong.

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