Page 45 of Her Big Bad Wolf

“The boys are inside,” I told him, trying desperately not to cause a scene.

I had no idea what Kyle thought was so funny, but I couldn’t find any humor in this situation whatsoever.

“Take me to them,” he finally said. “Wait out here,” he instructed the others.

I wondered if he was aware of how territorial Isaac seemed to be and was giving him a bit of space.

As soon as we were inside, he turned on us. “So, when were you going to tell me?”

“Tell you what?” Isaac barked. “The kids snuck into my house, stole my food, and apparently moved into my basement.”

He seemed to consider that for a moment before turning to me.

“And how do you fit into the picture, besides the obvious? It’s not like you to just skip out on work like this.”

I did feel guilty about that, and Kyle damn well knew it.

“I called her,” Isaac said taking a step between me and Kyle.

“Why didn’t you just call me? You knew I was right outside.”

“I knew she was worried about the kids and I wanted to make sure they were the right kids and not some other street urchins.”

Kyle wasn’t buying that and we all knew it.

“How do you two even know each other?”

“We met last night,” I said. It wasn’t a lie and the simplest version of the situation.

“She’s your squatter?”

“That’s what I thought,” Isaac conceded.

“And that was the first time you met?”

“Of course,” I said. I had no idea what he was getting out.

“Wow. That must have been a shock. I thought you said she was dressed in all black.”

“I was.”

“And you didn’t know who she was,” he reminded Isaac.

“I didn’t. I didn’t even know her name.”

“Yet you called her here?” he guessed.

“Yes.”

“So how the hell did you know how to find her if you had no idea who she was?”

Isaac crossed his arms over his chest and smirked at Kyle.

“You told me.”

“What? No I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did. You mentioned her while on the phone with your mother. It doesn’t take a genius to find someone here in the Pack, especially when you gave me her name.”