added a bit of gravel to it as well. “Yes, it’s me. Now tell me why you’re trespassing on my land and babbling about some epidemic.”
The line was silent a second before Sy replied, “I think you’ve taken this clan leader thing a little too seriously.”
She growled. Apparently, Sy was one of those shifter males who didn’t take kindly to a woman being in charge. He never would’ve said that to his brother or the male leader of the bears.
Well, screw him. She was going to pull out her alphaness and not hold back. “I don’t care what you think. Tell me why you’re on my land, or I’ll have Jonathan call the law enforcement liaisons and they’ll cart your ass off to jail.”
“Hey, part of the reason I’m here is to try to save all your asses, so you should try being a little nicer to me.”
Kaya pinched the bridge of her nose. “Now is not the time to challenge me, Sylas. Unlike the games when we were teenagers, I can win this one. This is your last chance to tell me why the fuck you’re on GreyFire’s land.”
~~~
Sy wished Kaya was standing in front of him so he could give her his best glare. The woman took things more seriously than his twin brother, which was saying something. Since Kian’s recent recovery, his brother had spent most of his days hashing out details with his mate about how to improve the clan’s future and stability.
Remembering his brother, Sy took a deep breath and focused on his mission. He’d promised to see this through, and “clan leader mode” Kaya or not, he would do it. “Earlier this week, three mentally unstable wolf-shifters attacked Kian and Trinity. I don’t know if they are yours or not, but something was wrong with them. Their eyes glowed purple.”
“Purple?”
“We don’t know much about wolf-shifter biology, but I’m guessing from your tone this isn’t normal.”
“Just because I’ve never heard of it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. What’s in the bag you won’t let Jonathan investigate?”
He eyed the large black bag being protected by his two clan members. “When Kian was attacked—he’s fine, thanks for asking by the way—he killed two of them in self-defense. Our other clan members trapped the remaining wolf, but it refuses to shift back into human form. We need to know what caused their insanity and weird symptoms in case there are more purple-eyed wolves roaming the mountains. To do that, I brought one of the dead wolf-shifters to GreyFire because we need your help.”
Each of the shifter clans had focused on specializing in one area, mostly to remain competitive. Until recently, very few shifters had gone to college. The DarkStalker cougar-shifters had become stellar engineers, but lacked sufficient skills in the medical sciences, which GreyFire excelled at. He was confident Kaya would help them, but he had no idea at what price.
Her voice came back on the line. “Let’s say I help you. What’s in it for GreyFire?”
“If this sickness is contagious, we need to find a way to stop it from spreading. I’m sure an epidemic is the last thing you want.”
He could hear something squeak on the other end of the line, as if Kaya were leaning forward in her chair. “Has anyone from your clan showed symptoms? If you’ve infected Jonathan, or any other of my clan members, by coming here without thinking things through, then consider the truce between our clans over.”
He’d threatened the truce once before, almost eleven years ago. “Well, then let’s just hope my luck hasn’t changed from the last time I nearly broke the truce.”
“Nice to hear you view breaking my heart as a lucky escape.”
Fuck, he hadn’t intended for it to come out that way. He’d been doing so well up until now. “Kaya—”
“No, don’t go there. I don’t need your apologies or pity. Just tell me if there have been any symptoms inside your clan.”
He was dying to ask her why she’d brushed him off without a word all those