Knight wasn’t antisocial, no matter what Sue said. He loved Sue and he loved his family, but it was a Tuesday night and he really just wanted to be at home with the game on, not meeting Jared and Sarah for dinner. It had been a few weeks since that trashy magazine had printed photos of him and Sue, and Knight’s anger over it had only just started to abate. Those at work who hadn’t known about the relationship before certainly knew now.“She’s my best friend and he’s your cousin,” Sue pointed out as they made their way into the building. “Can you at least pretend that you’re having fun?”Knight shot her a big, fake grin, which just made Sue roll her big doe eyes. “Honestly, anyone would think I was making you eat a salad the way you’re acting.”Knight had to admit that it wasn’t quite that bad. At least the place Jared had chosen had good food.“Okay, I’m sorry,” Knight said, taking hold of Sue’s hand. “I promise not to be…”“Grumpy?” Sue helpfully supplied with a wry grin.“Right. Th
It was late by the time they got back to Knight’s apartment. The whole drive home, Knight had been fielding calls from his mom and his grandparents about what had happened after seeing it on the news. It was scary to think how close the bomb had been to them. What was even scarier was the thought that someone he knew could have easily been inside that hotel.“Are you okay?” Knight asked her as he let them inside.“Yeah,” Sue quickly answered. She ran his hand over Knight’s arm before he removed his jacket. “I’m just tired. We were at your grandpa’s hotel just a few weeks ago. I can’t stop thinking, what if it had happened there?”“I know,” Knight said. He kissed the top of Sue’s head. “The world can be a shitty and scary place sometimes.”“You think it was a humans-first group?”Knight shrugged a shoulder. “Or a werewolves-first group who objected to humans being allowed in. Or it could be something else entirely.”Sue nodded and rubbed at his arms.“Here, let me get you a drink,” Kn
Sue wasn’t exactly sure what she had expected when Knight agreed to let her come along to see Carlos in prison. Her knowledge of prisons was pretty limited to HBO shows and porn. They drove down a long road, passing two security huts along the way. There were guards all around, including on top of the walls, and they all had guns.Instantly Sue felt on edge. The large building up ahead was a depressing gray structure with high walls all around with barbed wire on top. She still hadn’t completely gotten over the shock of the bombing last week and her nerves had been on edge since—not that she would ever let Knight know that. The werewolf had enough on his mind without Sue adding to it.“You always take me to the nicest places,” Sje said in attempt to lighten the mood.“You sure you want to do this?” Knight asked. “We can turn back.”Sue looked over at the werewolf and saw that he, too, was uneasy. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise, given that Knight was about to face the man he had
“I’m starting to think this is a bad idea,” Sue said as their car sped down the highway.“You’re just nervous,” Knight tried to appease her. “You’ll be fine.”“I’m not nervous,” Sue insisted in a petulant tone. “I just think we should do it another day. My mom might not even be home. Joey’s probably out with friends or something. We should just go home and come see them another time.”Knight glanced over at his passenger with a concerned frown. As someone who loved his family and never went more than a few days without seeing them, Knight couldn’t really understand why Sue was so freaked out by the fact that they were about to visit them.“What’s really going on?” Knight asked. “Is it me? Are you nervous about me meeting your mom?”“No,” Sue said a little too quickly. “She’s just never been completely okay with the way I've live my life.”“What do you mean?”“Well, any time it comes up, she changes the subject and acts like nothing happened,” Sue explained.“Well, it’s going to be pre
Sue had thought the worst part of their day was going to be facing her kidnapper and Knight’s abusive stepdad. Learning that her brother had been living like that was far worse. Sue felt like a terrible sister because Joey hadn’t felt he could tell Sue the truth when he showed up at her apartment.“She’s not always like that,” Joey said from the backseat of Knight’s car, his voice uncharacteristically small. “It’s only when she drinks.”“I’ve seen humans react in various different ways when they’re drunk,” Knight said. “Some people can’t even drink a little without it changing them into something else.”Sue thought about her dad and how, not for the first time when leaving that house, she wished he was still alive.“My dad used to have a beer when he got home from work, every day. Just the one. Sometimes on the weekend he’d have more, but it only ever made him even friendlier,” Sue told them. She smiled as a memory she hadn’t thought about in a long time came to the surface. “One Chri
Sunday family dinner at the West pack house was crazy on a typical Sunday, but throw in the fact that the women in the house were in full-on wedding mode, and that Joey was with them, and things got a lot crazier.“You’re grilling?” Knight asked his grandpa as he came out onto the porch with a couple of bottles of beer in his hand. It wasn’t unusual for his grandpa to fire up the grill, but usually Sundays meant a roast of some kind from his grandma.“I needed an excuse to get out of the house, and your grandma’s busy,” Lenard explained. He held his hand out for the beer that Evan had brought him. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for Jared, I just don’t want to have to give my opinion on napkins and chair covers.”Knight smiled at that and perched himself on the railing. “I don’t think Jared does, either.”“Oh, really? You’d be surprised,” Lenard told him with an amused twinkle in his eye. “I heard him arguing with a florist the other day on the phone, saying that if the peonies weren’t
The drive to Joey’s dad’s new apartment was kind of out of the way, and given what they were going to talk to him about, it made for a tense car ride.“We could just wait a little longer,” Joey said from the backseat. He had seemed so carefree and happy at Knight's grandparents’ house. All the wolves had taken to him quickly and treated him like pack. Sue was glad that Knight hadn’t told most of them why Joey was with them. He really just wanted to handle this quietly.Sue turned in her seat to look at Joey. “I tried calling Mom a bunch of times. She isn’t answering.”“Maybe something happened,” Joey said, his voice tinged with panic. “Maybe she’s hurt. We should go and see her.”“I already called Mrs. Daniels from next door and asked her to go check on her. She said that she was there but wouldn’t answer the door.”Joey’s face fell. “I shouldn’t have left. It’s just going to make her worse, being all alone.”Sue felt some measure of sympathy for her mom—she wasn’t a monster, after al
Knight wasn’t someone who was used to waiting. As the boss of his own company, people waited for him, not the other way around. He supposed it was good for him, every now and then, to get a lesson in patience.While he waited in the car, he tried to train his hearing, to find Sue and listen in, but the apartment must have been at the back. All he could hear was a baby crying with a woman singing to it and a lot of different TV sets blaring different things.He tried not to think about his real dad, but it was hard. He had the name in his head now, and he felt as though he at least needed a face to go along with it. He pulled out his phone and pulled up his browser app before typing in the name, Charles Garcia. He felt a swell of nerves go through him as he waited for the page to load but it soon turned to dread as a thousand or so different Charles Garcias showed up.Thankfully, he was spared having to think on it any further. Sue and, surprisingly, Joey came out of the apartment bloc