He loved watching the way she artistically dressed herself and styled her hair.
Bride paused as she lined her eyes to look at him in the mirror. "Something wrong?"
He shook his head. "I'm just thinking I'm glad I'm not female. I can't imagine putting on all that every day."
She smiled at him and his heart thundered.
As soon as she finished, she scooped her keys up and headed for the door. "Will you lock up?" she asked him.
Vane nodded.
She blew him a kiss, then left him alone in her apartment. Outside, he could hear her calling for the wolf as she made her way to her store.
He cringed at that. "I'm going to have to tell her."
The longer he put it off, the harder it would be.
"Okay. I'm going to do it."
After he showered.
And dressed.
And cleaned.
An hour later, while Bride was dusting in her store, she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise.
She turned around expecting to see someone behind her.
No one was there.
She rubbed her neck and glanced about. Still, the feeling was there. It was almost evil.
How weird was that?
Frowning, she went to look out the store windows. There wasn't anyone out there.
"Bride?"
She screamed and whirled about to find Vane coming from the back room.
He quickened his steps to reach her side. "You okay?"
Bride laughed nervously at her childishness. "I'm sorry. I didn't hear you come in the back door. You just startled me."
"You sure that's all it was?"
"Yes," she said, taking a deep breath.
Vane was dressed in his black slacks and shirt. He must have left his jacket in her apartment. Stepping back from her, he had an odd look of discomfort about him.
Oh Lord, here it comes…
"You need to get back to your life, huh?" she asked, trying to be brave while inside she struggled not to cry.
"What life?" He looked confused by her question. "What are you talking about?"
"Isn't this the part where you tell me we had fun and you break up with me?"
He looked even more confused. "Is that what I'm supposed to do?"
"Well, no. I mean, I don't know. Isn't that where you were heading?"
He shook his head. "No. I was just going to tell you that I…" Vane's voice trailed off as he looked past her, to the door.
Bride turned to see two women entering the store.
Vane stepped back while she greeted them. They began to browse, but their eyes kept returning to Vane, who moved to stand near her counter.
Bride busied herself rearranging a necklace display. She could tell Vane wanted to talk to her, but when those two customers left, three more came in.
Vane watched while Bride showed her merchandise to the women. He really wanted to get this over with, yet the last thing he needed was an audience when he told her that he was a werewolf.
More customers came in.
Oh, this was getting bad.
He could use his powers to make the women leave, but he didn't want to interfere with her business.
"I'm going to wait outside for a bit," he said to her while she rang up a sale.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Fine," he said. "I'll be out in the back."
He headed into the storeroom, then out the back door that led to the courtyard.
Damn.
"It's okay," he breathed. He would have plenty of time to talk to her later. He just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.
"Vane."
A cold shiver went down his spine as he heard the low, gravelly voice inside his head.
He stiffened and went to the gate to see a sight that made his entire body go cold. Coining up Iberville was one of the last animals he expected to see.
It was Fury in human form.
Equal in height to Vane, Fury had shoulder-length blond hair and eyes that were one shade darker than turquoise. He wore his hair pulled back in a ponytail and tight blue jeans with a long-sleeved black shirt.
The wolf approached him with a deadly, carefully measured stride. Power and strength bled from every molecule of his body. This was one of the few wolves Vane had never sought to fight.
Not that he didn't think he couldn't take Fury. He was sure he could, but Fury wasn't the kind of wolf who fought fair. He was much more likely to tear your throat out while you were sleeping.
There was an amused glint in the wolf's eyes as he stopped by Vane's side and glanced to where Bride stood inside her store.
"You're being careless, adelfos."
"We're not brothers, Fury. What the hell are you doing here?"
His smile turned crooked, evil. "I wanted to warn you that your father knows you and Fang are alive. I was one of the ones chosen to kill you two."
Vane went rigid.
"Relax," Fury said. "If I wanted you dead, I would have attacked by now."