the searching. Better call Logan and tell him we had visitors.”
Teague sniffed the air as I turned around, scanning the small yard for Princess. The Chihuahua had shoved herself under a tangle of weeds, and neither of the shifters had noticed her yet. “ You can come out. These animal people are my friends. They won’t let the wolves get you .”
“ Are you sure?”
“ Yes. Come on .” I walked toward her as Teague dashed back into the building. Alanna stayed, watching me, and sighed when she spotted Princess. “Great, another dog.”
***
Terra seemed delighted I’d brought a friend home, swooping down on Princess to pick her up for a cuddle. “You’re precious. Are you hungry? I bet you’re hungry. You need a bath too. You’re a little stinky.”
I settled on the floor to think about the wolf shifters. Why would they be stealing dogs? Who was the “he” mentioned? Their pack leader? Were they members of Nick’s pack?
None of them seemed to like dogs, but why would they steal them if they didn’t like them? To eat?
A shudder worked its way down my spine. Surely not. I couldn’t see Nick eating someone’s pet, or being able to play dumb about our missing dog case if one of his pack had stolen Princess.
I laid my head on my forelegs, watching Terra fuss over Princess. The smaller dog had stopped shivering, reveling in the attention. At least she was safe. I’d have to figure a way to get her home. If Logan would take her to the office, Mr. Whitehaven, Kate, or Nick would recognize her and that would take care of that.
One case mostly solved. Not bad for someone who’d been turned into a dog.
I still needed to figure out why those wolf shifters had taken her, for whom and to what purpose. Lying there, watching Princess chow down on the doggy kibble Terra poured for her, I sighed. She was registered, and there was that “excellent pedigree” to consider. Maybe they were stealing dogs to sell them?
Wait. The larger shifter had said “candidate for the ring” when I went nuts at the gate.
Dog fighting. They’d stolen Princess to use as a bait dog. I shuddered again, in spite of feeling glad the little dog wouldn’t be facing such an awful fate after all.
Okay, then I had the “why” in addition to recovering Princess, but who were those shifters working for?
I should probably be worrying about returning to human form instead of that, yet couldn’t stop wondering who the mentioned “he” was.
When Logan rushed into the apartment a half hour later, I was still wondering.
“Are you all right?”
Terra frowned, busy drying off Princess, who hadn’t thrown a fit about being bathed. “Yes, why are you here? You’re supposed to be helping look for Discord.”
“I was, but...”
“There were only two of them, and they were wolves. Do you really think wolves are working with tigers?”
Head up, I looked from her to Logan with my ears perked. Something was going on.
“Less than half the tigers moving to Santo Trueno have approached us. Establishing a clan here with a Queen as young as...”
She interrupted him. “I know, I know. But I’m safe here. You’ve made sure of that.”
Logan dropped into a chair at the table and sighed. He ran a hand through his hair. “You’re as safe as possible. That doesn’t mean we can’t be attacked here.” His head tilted as his gaze zeroed in on Princess. “Where did that one come from?”
“She’s a friend of Angel’s.”
“Angel?”
Terra nodded at me. “She needed a name, so I gave her one.”
Logan glanced my way, his brow furrowing. “Huh. Why ‘Angel’?”
The girl shrugged, picking up the dog brush to begin on Princess’s coat. “I don’t know. Kind of fit.”
I wagged my tail. He knew my middle name was Angel. Maybe he’d keep thinking about it and something would click. I could hope, anyway.
“Okay.” He patted his thigh, and I went to him, receiving a neck scratch for my trouble. “I should
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