22. A History of Werewolves

Matt

I got into the car with my luggage, unable to shake the look on Lucy’s face. Tony climbed in next to me and with pensive look on his face.

“You too?”

Tony nodded. “I’m not sure what it is, but there’s something wrong.”

Matt huffed. “This would be so much easier if we could just… link with her.”

Tony bobbed his head before glancing into the front seat where the driver was seated.

“We’ll deal with it when we get back.” Tony sat back in his seat with a sigh. “For now, we just need to get through this conference.”

“Do we really have to talk about this?” Matt asked. “It’s like they think that the more often they talk about it, the more likely it is for us to agree.”

“That is likely their hope, but it’s more than that,” Tony said. “Holding a conference like this so soon after we’ve been mated is a political move to make us lose our shit, so watch yourself.”

I scoffed. “I’ll be too bored to get angry. Watch.”

“Or too busy daydreaming,” Tony sighed. “Do you think we pushed her too hard