Chapter 27
-Logan-
“Thanks again, Anna. Once I get this taken care of, I’ll be able to come off this sabbatical. Tell everyone it’s an urgent family matter I have to take care of, and send everything that can’t wait to the email address attached to my phone.” Ollie will pick my phone up later today and take care of anything that absolutely can’t wait. I’ve briefed him on all the contracts in progress just in case. I can’t believe how great my friends can be, sometimes.
“Absolutely, sir. I’ll have everything compiled into one email that you can peruse at your leisure, as well as in the file system here. Do you also need me to alert the guys to your extended absence? Do I need to tell your brother?” Anna is always on top of everything I need, but this one thing has to be done on my own. I have to be the one to win Emory back or we’ll just end up in the same miscommunication fights over and over. That’s what James said would happen, anyway.
“No, thank you Anna. The guys and Landon already know everything. Thanks for keeping the world running.” She answers with a modest demurral, but I’ll for sure have to give her a raise for this one. I’ll run it past financial once Emory and I get everything settled.
Next on my list should be slightly easier. Landon at least knows what’s going on with my mate and what the implications are. I just need to alert him to the fact that he’s in charge for a week or so. I hate the instability that will cause with the pack, but hopefully bringing Emory back will balance it out by making it more stable than ever before.
I find myself thankful that Landon picks up on the first ring. I can feel my wolf stirring under my skin, itching to show me that he would do a much better job at fixing our relationship with Emory. I can’t give into him right now, though. We have to take care of the pack. Reminding myself that over and over is all that keeps me on two legs right now. “Hey bro, I found the budgetary notes you were talking about. I’ll go over them with the elders tomorrow morning. What should I do if they have questions? Call?”
I just barely bite off a whine before I reply. “No, I’m not sure how human I’m going to be at any time in the next bit. I’ll have to be in and out of fur to watch over Emory until I can reunite us. You’ve been with me for these meetings for years, I’m sure you know exactly what I would do in any situation they would bring up. If you have something that really does stump you, it should be able to wait a week until I can for sure have all this cleared up.”
Landon sounds nervous at the increase in responsibility. “Okay, but you only get one week. That’s it.”
I push my wolf down again, cracking my neck just to get some kind of relief. Once I get off this phone call I can shift. I’ll do a four-legged perimeter check on Emory’s apartment. That should appease him. “That’s all I’ll need. I can fix this.”
I barely get my phone hidden in the spot Ollie requested before my wolf bursts out of me. I can only hope no one saw, but I’m back in a deserted alley. I’m sure it was fine. I shake my fur out and let the wolf take control like he’s been clamoring to do for days now.
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When I become aware of myself again it’s dawn, or possibly sunset of the next day. My wolf planted our furry ass on the sidewalk directly across the street from Emory’s window. I can see the lights on, but I don’t see any movement from her or the curtains. I can’t decide if I wish she lived on a lower floor so I could see her or if I’m thankful that she doesn’t so nobody else can peer in at her. I just can’t stop feeling conflicted about her, apparently.
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After hours of just sitting and staring at the window, I finally see Emory peek out at me. At least she knows I’m here, watching over her. My wolf still has full control, though I can at least think again. I can feel his determination not to move until she comes out to us. I’m not sure what his plan is after that. She didn’t even believe I’m a werewolf, how will she connect the dog she met once to the man of her dreams? I hope I’m still the man of her dreams, not her nightmares. I feel my wolf losing patience with me, and I stop being aware for awhile again.
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The next thing I know is that I’m chasing a taxi. It takes me a second to realize why, but then I see Emory through the back window, looking at me strangely as the car pulls away. My wolf must have let me come forward to try and deal with this technology he has no answer for. Unfortunately, I don’t either. We don’t know where she’s going, and my wolf won’t move back enough for me to call the guys and see if one of them can order a trace on the taxi’s plates. I don’t know where she’s going, and I don’t know when she’ll be back. She has to come back, though, right?
I stop on the sidewalk and watch the car turn a corner. I would never have been able to get across four lanes of traffic in time to catch her between doors. I hear a pitiful whine and realize it was coming from me. I reassure myself that she has to come back, though. She didn’t have any luggage with her, and no way would she leave all her heels behind in that apartment.