Chapter 32

One moment he slept. The next, Titus woke, just before sunset.

A sense of wrongness filled him, yet he couldn't pinpoint the cause. He didn't have time to examine the sensation because Stefan knocked and stuck his head in. A Renfrew always knew when his master woke.

"The wolf pack alpha is here to see you."

Kind of early, yet Titus found himself eager to hear the details of what had happened. Adara had done something rare to him the past evening. She'd made him feel guilt at leaving a comrade behind to face danger alone.

How long since his lost notions of civility and friendship had surfaced? Selfishness was a popular vampire trait.

"Let him in." Titus rose from his bed, his silken night pants hanging low on his lean hips. He reached for a robe when Logan stepped in.

"Holy fuck. What a day and night."

Sliding his arms into his robe, Titus didn't look at him as he replied, "I see the lawyers managed to spring you."