Vision in Silver(124)
Pouncing on the phone, he picked up the receiver and snarled, “What?”
“Arroo!”
“Sam?”
“Uncle Simon! The Wolf pups are going on a field trip with Miss Ruth!”
Simon blinked. “You’re going on a trip to see a field?”
Sam laughed. “No. We’re going to visit Howling Good Reads and learn how to buy a book!” A pause. “Can I stay with Meg after the field trip? Nathan gets to stay with her.”
“Nathan’s the watch Wolf.” Since the Lizzy was still in the efficiency apartment with Montgomery, he’d have to check and make sure Nathan was going to be in the office with Meg. The enforcer was still upset with the Lizzy for misbehaving and causing so much trouble on Watersday.
“Uncle Simon?”
“Okay, sure. But don’t whine if Meg doesn’t have time to play with you.”
“See you later!” Sam hung up.
Simon put the phone down and ran up to his bedroom to get dressed. Then he let himself into Meg’s apartment through her kitchen door and found her with her hands braced on the table.
“Meg?” He hurried over to her.
She blinked at him. “I am so sore. Even my butt muscles are sore. I didn’t do anything with them. Why are they sore?”
“Don’t know.” He hadn’t done as much snoozing as he usually did on Earthday, but he felt just fine.
He ran his hand over her puppy fuzz hair. When she didn’t growl at him, he wasn’t sure if he should be pleased or concerned.
“Did you eat breakfast?” he asked.
“I tried to reach for the milk. It was too far.”
He gathered up her work things and then gave her a quick once-over to make sure she was sufficiently dressed for the office. That much accomplished, he herded her out her front door and was entertained by watching Meg whimper her way down the stairs.
She wasn’t sick; she wasn’t injured. Before he called Dr. Lorenzo to come look at her, he’d see if the other females were whining this morning.
Probably best not to point out that the human males and the Wolves had done the digging yesterday, which was harder work than planting. And none of them were whining.
Well, the Wolves weren’t.
He waited until they were driving to work before he mentioned the morning field trip.
“Why do a field trip?” Meg asked.
“Because someone untied its shoes?”
Meg frowned. “That makes no sense.”
“It makes as much sense as most human jokes.”
“That’s true.”
Simon carried Meg’s things into the Liaison’s Office, then wondered if he should offer to carry her. But she came inside on her own, so he put the BOW in the garage and walked over to Howling Good Reads to tell Vlad about the field trip—and find out if anything else wanted to bite his tail that morning.
* * *
Meg sagged against the front counter and stared at Nathan, who was stretched out on the Wolf bed under one of the big windows.
She felt relieved to find him in the office. After upsetting him so much when she’d made that cut—or, more honestly, forced him into making the cut because she’d been out of control—she wasn’t sure he’d be willing to work as the watch Wolf anymore.