So I Married a Werewolf (Entangled Covet) by Kristin Miller Page A

rolling into the backseat, Carter shifted back to human form, and then dressed in an extra pair of clothes Nate had stashed into a gym bag in back. Nate handled the couple in the way the bureau had taught them. He smiled and talked with his hands. They nodded. Stared. Nodded some more, looking thoroughly confused. At least the SUV’s windows were completely tinted. Nate took a notepad out of his back pocket and jotted down things as they spoke. He handed them his business card and turned back to the Tahoe, looking like one hell of a pissed-off enforcer.
    Seattle PD’s lights could barely be seen blinking through the forest across the way. They’d arrived on the wrong side of the park. Hopefully, everyone would be long gone by the time they made it around.
    The lunatic, still in wolf form, twitched on the floorboard, the volts from the Taser still singing through him. Realizing the wolf was in the backseat uncuffed, Carter popped open Nate’s arresting kit that lay beside him and snapped the cuffs on him.
    A few seconds later, Nate slid into the Tahoe and glanced back. “You’ve lost it. You’ve seriously lost it. Do you know what the captain’s going to say when he hears that you outed yourself to some hikers in the park?”
    They took off onto the freeway and didn’t look back.
    “We got him, didn’t we?” Carter said. “What’d you tell the couple back there? Protocol bullshit?”
    “No, I told them you two escaped from the Woodland Park Zoo. I’m taking you back to your cage as we speak.” He laughed. “I don’t think they bought it at first, but I’m one hell of an actor.”
    He’d have to remember that.
    “Does that zoo even have wolves?” Carter asked.
    “Hell if I know!”
    Thirty minutes later, Nate took the exit for Carter’s home, gunning the Tahoe around a sharp turn. Thankfully, the nutty werewolf had remained zonked out after being tased. Specialized Tasers built for the wolf pack to take out rogue wolves meant the extreme volts were enough to bring down a wolf and keep him knocked out for hours.
    “I’m going to call them up later tonight and do damage control,” Nate said. “Get some information on the zoo. I’ll also look up the first witness and tell them the same story so it matches up.”
    There had to be something more to do. “It’d probably be a good idea to arrange a wolf transfer to the zoo this year. Just to cover our tracks.”
    Nate craned his neck around. “You are good.”
    “Call City Tow for my Tahoe, would you?” Carter said, as they pulled in front of his cabin. “PD will probably have towed it by now. I need it back by tomorrow morning .”
    Nate nodded. “I’ll put someone at the office on it.”
    “ Thanks for having my back, Ramsey.”
    “No problem.” Something flickered across Nate’s expression before he smiled. “What was I suppose to do? Leave you hanging?”
    Without giving Carter a chance to respond, he peeled out of the driveway, kicking up gravel as he went.
    …
    Faith curled into the corner of her couch and started up her computer. She’d just gotten off the phone with Carter, and he said he wanted to come by to grab a beer. Neighbors were supposed to borrow a cup of milk, or sugar, but she really wanted to see him, so she didn’t mind. She would’ve driven to the store to buy every beer in stock if it meant Carter would stop by. He said he’d had a bad day at work—the worst, he’d said—but wouldn’t go into detail over the phone.
    She couldn’t help but feel like his stopping by was a sign that their relationship was moving in the right direction. He’d stopped by unannounced before, and they’d even talked over beers on the front porch a few times.
    But never, not once, had he wanted to come by because he’d had a bad day. Because he wanted to talk it over with her.
    She wanted to be the person he came to when things got rough, when he needed to confide in someone or open up about his past. She wanted to be that woman for