with my friends.”
He couldn’t help himself, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, hearing her gasp of surprise. “I’ll find you when I’m done.”
She picked up her drinks and walked back to her table. Two other women sat there, Leo’s cousin Katie and a small woman who looked like a goth. He watched Dana bend over to deliver a drink across the table and he instantly went hard. His mind immediately pictured her bent over for another reason.
“Quit checking out that girl’s ass,” his partner’s voice startled him.
He only just managed to avoid a full out shift. Wolves did not take well to being startled and the fact that he hadn’t noticed his partner’s approach embarrassed him.
Leo gave him a strange look. “What’s with you today? You’ve been acting weird all day. Now you ditch me in the middle of an investigation to chat up a cute girl?”
“Don’t touch her,” he practically growled. His wolf snarled inside him. He didn’t like the thought of anyone else noticing Dana was cute. Irrational, yes. Shifters were a possessive lot and Dana was special, no matter how much he wanted to deny it.
“Hey,” Leo said, holding his hands up in surrender. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Ethan wrestled his wolf back under control and took several deep breaths. His wolf muttered sulkily that it was all Ethan's fault for not claiming her already.
“I know, I’m sorry,” Ethan apologised. He had to get himself back under control. Fast. “She’s my mate, Leo. I’ll admit I’m a little distracted.”
Leo’s eyes widened. “Congratulations! No wonder you’re distracted. Look, I can handle this. You need to go claim your mate.” He stopped. Looked at Ethan. “Why the hell aren’t you over there already?”
“Working, remember?” Ethan grumbled. He sighed. “I don’t have time for a mate, Leo. We need to catch this guy.”
“From what I’ve heard, you won’t have much choice,” Leo pointed out. “The mating instinct can’t be ignored for long. It’ll drive you nuts until you either give in or you break the connection entirely.”
“That can happen?” Ethan asked. “I thought that was an old wives tale.”
“No, it can happen,” Leo said, giving him a sharp look. “It happened to a cousin of mine. His woman had some issues and wouldn’t accept the mating. Eventually, the bond broke. It didn’t work out well for either of them. So don’t be getting any ideas.”
“Do you know Dana?” Ethan asked. He knew little about his mate.
Leo shrugged. “Not really. I’ve met her a few times through my cousin, Katie. She seems nice enough.”
“Yeah,” Ethan sighed. She was. Pulling his gaze from his mate, he looked at Leo. “Where’s Darren?”
Leo gestured to the other end of the bar where a man was laughing with a female customer. The man had the build of a shifter, fit and strong. His skin was naturally tanned, hinting at a more exotic ancestry. His eyes were dark and his black hair was long and straight. Ethan made a mental note to keep the attractive shifter away from his mate. Getting closer, he could smell that the man was some kind of feline shifter. It wasn’t like Leo’s lion scent or even a tiger. Leopard, probably.
“Darren?” Leo called to him, leaning against the bar.
Leaving the woman with a disgustingly charming smile, the barman walked over to them.
“Hey, Leo,” he said, picking up a glass. “You here for business or pleasure?”
“A bit of both,” Leo answered. “We need to talk to you about Becca.”
The man’s expression became serious. “I heard that she’d been found. Damn shame. She was a sweet girl.”
“Did you see anyone pay her extra attention that night? Or was there anyone unusual hanging around?” Ethan asked.
“No one who stood out,” Darren said, pulling a pint and handing it to a customer. “She did seem to be getting along with one of the customers though. Not a regular exactly but not a stranger either.