My OTPs- Maithe and Ursa
Shifter. Witch. Lost Loved Ones. Lost Parents. They may seem very different, but they are so similar.
“No, you’re good. I’ll just tell Lucas what you told me. Ugh, he’s probably going to make me go back to that club.”
That made Maithe heart pull and his throat dry up. He didn’t want any of those Beahrs around her.
“That might not be safe.”
“I can take care of myself, thank you very much. However,” she eyed him up and down, “I could use a guide. I want to check out the inside and I don’t want to get… lost.”
Yeah, lost was putting it gently. If whoever was killing these women found her, they tear her to pieces.
“Is that a request?” Maithe raised an eyebrow.
“Yes. Could you go with me?”
“It’s a date. You’ll need to look the part by the way.” Maithe gestured to her clothes.
“What do you mean?”
“Tighter. And less layers.” He smirked despite himself.
“Oh,” she let her mouth hang open slightly and Maithe could hear her breath quicken thanks to his superior hearing.
The room got very quiet and she just stared at him, her eyes tracing the lines of his tattooed forearms.
The bell at the front door jingled.
“I think you have a customer.”
“What?” She finally snapped out of it and shook her head, “Oh, well, okay. Umm.. damn I… can you meet me later to go there? I don’t really want to waste a lot of time. Lucas is fussy. Could you meet me here?”
“Sure,” He nodded and then turned to the door, “You might see some things in the club, just a head’s up.” He really didn’t like the idea of her being in a den of horny Beahrs.
She turned a little red, “Yeah, I… Yes. I know. I’ll be fine.”
“Alright. How’s 10?”
“That’s fine.” She was keeping her mouth closed tight.
“See you then, Ursa.”
Just then when he’d said her name, Maithe could swear he saw her shiver. Yup, she was in way over her head.