Moon Lovers Box Set (BBW Werewolf Romance) by Mac Flynn Page B

brought you here to find out. I want to know the man who keeps protecting you and eliminating my men. That last one was one of my best hitmen, and from what the cops told me he was tossed out of a window like a rag doll."
    "More like a heavy rock," I quipped.
    Sphinx scowled and impatiently tapped the end of her cigarette into a tray. "You're annoying me, little girl. Just tell me the name of the man who's protecting you and I'll let you on your way."
    I shrugged. "I don't know his real name, but his enemies call him The Furred Avenger." The little man snorted into his food, and Sphinx glared at him.
    "Such a childish name, and I'm in no mood for childish games." She leaned toward me and her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. "I'm not someone to be trifled with, girl. I haven't gotten to the head of this organization by tolerating imbeciles. I've ordered men to their deaths and others to kill their enemies. I won't hesitate to kill a stupid girl like you."
    Suddenly the temperature in the room heated up to boiling, and all my wit wilted. I glanced around for help, but that's when I noticed everyone in the room wore a green armband. It was like an Irish family reunion without the good booze and good company. Those armbands meant I wouldn't receive so much as a smile from them, much less help.
    "Um, could I have a chance to think about this?" I asked her.
    "How long do you need?" she wondered.
    "Oh, about forty years," I replied.
    Sphinx gestured to a waiter, who walked over beside his boss and bowed to her. The woman waved her well-manicured hand at me. "Kill her." He pulled out a pistol from his vest and pointed it at me.
    I flung up my arms and scooted to the end of my chair. "W-wait! I think I'm getting a name!" I yelped. I shut my eyes and rubbed my fingers in circles against my temples. "I'm seeing a man's face. He's very young and handsome, and I really wish he was here."
    Sphinx pounded her fist against the table and her face was a mask of fury. I wished she'd change it to something else more pleasant. "I didn't ask for my fortune told, I just want that man's name!"
    I looked wildly around for some escape. "He's. . .he's-" My eyes lit on a familiar face. "He's here!" I gasped in a voice even I barely heard.
    "What was that?" Sphinx asked me. She followed where my wide eyes led and saw a gentleman complete with top hat and coat standing in the doorway of the kitchen. It was Greg, but no longer was he the plain apartment manager but instead a suave, sophisticated man. His clothes didn't quite fit him, but he looked so possessed of himself that nobody could get past his smooth smirk. Sphinx leaned over to her pudgy companion. "Who in the devil is that?" He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.
    "I haven't any idea," he whispered back.
    Sphinx glanced up at her gunman waiter. "Go ask the nice gentleman to join us, will you?" The waiter bowed and walked over to the gentleman. They exchanged a few words, and the waiter led Greg back to our table. He took off his hat and bowed his head at our small, joyous party.
    "Good evening ladies, gentle-er, man," he hesitated as he glanced at Sphinx's pudgy accomplice.
    The man scowled and Sphinx chuckled. "Good evening, sir. I don't believe we've met."
    "No, I don't believe we have." He glanced at me, and smiled. "You have a lovely little party here. Mind if I join you?"
    "You seem to have the full attention of our companion, so we don't have much choice," Sphinx offered. She gestured to the empty spot on the cushioned seat beside her. He smiled and glanced around the table where his eyes fell on the empty chair beside me.
    "I would rather sit here if you wouldn't mind," Greg replied, and took the seat beside me. I had to fight the urge to throttle him and hug him at the same time, and opted for surprised silence.
    Sphinx smiled, but her pleasure didn't go past the wrinkles on her face. She leaned forward and put her elbows on the table. "You've been a very naughty boy?"
    "Oh, have