the end Aaron had called Alma. As she strolled into the laughable control room the bear and the bull, taking in her long legs and taut body, both straightened up and tried to look intelligent. Waste of time in their cases.
Alma ignored them disdainfully, which made them want her even more. Alma had that effect on boorish men. She gave Jackson a look of displeasure before snapping her fingers, the handcuffs snapped off. The bull and the bear jumped before looking at her in adoring awe. Jackson rolled his eyes; he wasn’t impressed by Alma’s parlor tricks .
She held up her car keys jangling them as if he were a baby. “Go and sit in my car , don’t touch anything, don’t try and take the car, just sit there. Do you think you can manage that?”
“My truck...” He growled.
Alma gave him a patronizing glance. “Has been towed because you parked in a loading bay.”
In irritation he snatched the keys and stomped out. “See you soon wide load.” He spat out as he left, the bellows and roars following him.
When he got to Alma’s P epto Bismol pink jeep he surveyed the damage in the mirror. All just superficial, a few cuts, a few bruises, two black eyes, he’d heal soon enough. Not that it mattered; even two broken legs wouldn’t keep him from chasing that devious little fox. When he found her there would be no more tears, no more flirting, no more of his damn wolf whining over her, she was going straight to jail. End of story!
Alma calmly got in the car and breathed deeply. She glowered at him. “You owe me for that.”
“It wasn’t my fault...” Jackson protested loudly.
Her eyes flashed bright green in warning. “You made me look like a complete idiot in fro nt of a member of my circle!”
“Those two fucking ogres just attacked me!” He roared as his teeth and claws lengthened, his wolf pushing forward.
“The only way I could get Aaron to promise not to press charges was to agree to go on a date with him!” She spat.
Jackson stopped short. “Seriously?” He asked incredulously. He didn’t know what was more mindboggling, the mild mannered looking Aaron blackmailing Alma into dating him or Alma actually agreeing to it to save Jackson’s butt.
“Just remember, you owe me. Hugely! One day I will ask you for a favor, you won’t see it coming, you won’t like it, but you will do it. No. Matter. What.” She gave him a soul piercing look.
“ Seriously? ”
Alma sniffed and started the engine quickly pulling out into traffic which miraculously parted for her.
“I take it this whole incident was caused by the fox shifter.”
Jackson grunted unintelligibly as he stared out of the window moodily. She cackled spitefully. Wicked witch .
“ Well you need to buck up your game, work is piling in and Marcus is pissed that you haven’t already found her. Her bond was not cheap and he wants her in police custody by the end of tomorrow at the latest. Or else.”
“Or else what?!” Demanded Jackson crossly, not liking her domineering tone at all. Yep, he definitely had a problem with authority.
Alma’s thin lips curled as she cut in front of a Driver’s Ed car. “Or else my fluffy little puppy Marcus wants me to give the skip to someone else.”
Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea for Logan to take the case, or one of the other hunters like Adam or Zara would also be... acceptable. Apparently Jackson wasn’t bringing his A-game . But the idea of any man or woman chasing his little fox sent his wolf wild. Jackson fidgeted uncomfortably at the thoughts racing through his head. No, he had to find her, no one else was allowed to touch her. No one!
“So unless you want Viktor taking your skip...”
Jackson and his wolf snarled. No way in hell was that fucking vampire taking one of his skips! No way was he going to allow that corpse anywhere near his beautiful fox! She’d probably turn up at the cop station minus two pints of blood... if she turned up alive at all .
Viktor only took on cases
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