then fell. “Beats me.”
The soft glow of the interior light reminded Rave that they had to get moving. He glanced over his shoulder to see Cal staring down at the wires in his hand and then at his car, as if he didn’t have a clue what to do with them.
Damn.
“Get in while I talk with Cal.”
“Are you going to pay him off to keep quiet?”
His mate was a real comedian. “No, I’m going to ask him if he wants protection as well.”
“At least he gets a choice,” Logan grumbled as he climbed into the backseat. Rave closed the door, stopping his eyes from rolling skyward. He could see now Logan was a hell-raiser. He just hoped that when the man’s powers kicked in fully, he stayed on the right side.
And that side would be Rave’s.
Chapter Three
Logan stood against a dark-paneled wall, staring at the men standing around him. He wasn’t what one would consider brave by any stretch of the imagination, but damn if he didn’t feel trapped by every last man in the room.
All eyes were on him, making him feel as if he should run for his life. They were staring at him as if he were the boogeyman and an enemy of their town. Or maybe it was just having Cal with him. A few of the men in the room had sniffed his friend, a few times.
Logan hadn’t known Cal that long, but he never noticed an odor.
Why were the men sniffing him? Okay, that was not the important thing right now. He needed to prioritize. He’d worry about Cal’s BO problem later.
“Why am I here?” Logan asked as he watched Zeus stand from behind his desk. He noticed how huge the man was. His body mass looked large enough to be considered a planet. Logan took a step back, pressing his back firmly into the wall. He didn’t know these people. They could have had malicious intents for all he knew. What did he really know about any of these men? Not a damn thing.
He glanced over at Rave, the man who had ridden in the backseat with him the whole way here.
Rave gave him a slight nod, his eyes confident and the angles of his face strong, but his lips were soft and sensual, lightening some of his sharper features. Logan felt a little out of depth here. He had no clue why he needed protection, but having Rave standing so close did make him feel a little better.
But not by much.
He was in a room full of wolf shifters, after all. Cal may have been a shifter, but Logan was one hundred percent human.
If a fight broke out, he was in deep shit.
“You are here because of your blood work.”
Logan watched as the doctor from the hospital walked into the outsized office. He was studying a file in his hand, his attention on what he was reading, but the man managed to thread his way into the room without bumping into anything or anyone. His head rose from whatever he was reading as his thick, black brows furrowed. “Why are you over here by the wall?”
Because going any further into a room full of wolves didn’t seem like a good idea to Logan. He noticed Cal sit up a little straighter, his eyes locking onto the doctor as he squirmed around uncomfortably.
Cal never squirmed. What the hell was up with that?
“I’m fine,” Logan said. “Why am I here?” He knew the doctor had wanted to conduct more tests on him. Was this the man’s way of getting him to cooperate? Had he sent muscle to get Logan to return?
What in the hell was in his blood to make the doctor go through all of this? Nah, there was no way the good-looking doctor set all this up just to get more blood.
No one was that desperate.
He hoped.
“Shall we begin?” the alpha asked.
Logan glanced at Zeus. His presence was commanding, his tone almost regal as he stood there. Logan felt as though the man should be wearing a crown or something to show he was the leader of this pack of wolves. His dominance seemed to take up every extra inch in the office.
Logan nodded, but stayed against the wall. He was not giving his back to anyone in the room. His eyes slid back to Rave. The man was