"You"re the reason he"s considering it at all." That made sense. Bran had always given close consideration to Samuel"s advice.
"Da"s not stupid. Once he understood what we faced, he came to the same conclusion. He has a meeting scheduled for all the Alphas this coming spring." He paused. "He considered using Adam-the handsome Vietnam war hero."
"Why not you?" I asked. "The handsome, selfless doctor who has been keeping people alive for centuries."
"That"s why Da"s in charge and you"re just a minion," he said. "Remember, popular culture holds that all you need to become a werewolf is to have one bite you-not unlike AIDS. It will be a while before they"re comfortable rubbing elbows up close and personal. Better to leave them thinking that all the wolves are in the military and the police. You know-"To Serve and Protect"."
"I"m not a minion," I objected hotly. "Minions have to be followers." He laughed, pleased at having gotten my goat again.
"You don"t mind that I told Kyle early?" I asked after a while.
"No, you were right. He has too much to lose by going to the tabloids, and he"s the kind of people we need behind us-to keep the mobs under control."
"Educated, well-spoken, well-bred lawyer?" I tried. Yes, that all fit Kyle. "But he"s not exactly mainstream."
Samuel shrugged. "Being g*y has a certain cachet today."
I thought of the story Kyle had told me about his family and thought Samuel was mistaken, at least in some quarters. But all I said was, "I"ll tell Kyle he has a certain cachet with you."
Unexpectedly, Samuel grinned. "I"d rather you didn"t. He"ll just flirt with me some more."
"Speaking of uncomfortable," I said, "what had you and Warren so uptight?"
"It was mostly Warren," he said. "I"m a stranger, a dominant wolf in his territory-and he was already upset because he thought he was losing the love of his life. If I"d realized how dominant he was, I"d have taken myself elsewhere for the night. We"ll manage, but it won"t be comfortable."
"He"s Adam"s third."
"Would have been nice if someone had seen fit to tell me that," Samuel groused good-naturedly. "With Adam wounded and the second not there, that sticks Warren in the Alpha role-no wonder he was so wound up. I was ready to go out and take a walk myself when you showed up." He gave me a sharp look. "Odd how you showing up let him back down. Just as if Adam"s second were there-or his mate."
"I"m not pack," I said shortly. "I"m not dating Adam. I have no status in the pack. What I did have was a long overdue conversation with Kyle-which is what distracted Warren."
Samuel continued to watch me. His mouth was quirked up, but his eyes were full of things I couldn"t read, as he said, "Adam"s staked his claim on you before his pack. Did you know that?"
I hadn"t. It made me suck in an angry breath before I realized why he might have done that. "He had to keep his pack from killing me somehow. Wolves kill coyotes who are in their territory. A formal claim of me as his mate would keep me safe. I understand that was something Bran asked him to do. It doesn"t make me pack, it doesn"t make me his mate. The first is out because I"m a coyote, the second because somebody has to ask me before he can claim me for a mate."
Samuel laughed, but there was no amus.e.m.e.nt in it. "You can think as you please. How much time do we have before we find this bar?"
"It"s in the far side of Pasco," I said. "We"ll be there in ten minutes."
"Well," he said, "why don"t you tell me about Zee and this fae we are supposed to meet?"
"I don"t know a lot," I told him. "Not about the fae. Just that she"s got some information we might be interested in. As for Zee, he"s a gremlin. He gave me my first job out of college, and I bought the garage from him when he retired. He still helps out when I need him-or when he gets bored. He likes to take things apart and see what"s wrong with them, but he usually lets me put them back together again."
"There"s a fae reservation near here."
I nodded. "About forty miles away. Just outside of Walla Walla."
"Adam says that having so many lesser fae around has attracted more of the greater fae."
"I don"t know about that," I said. "I can smell their magic, but I can"t tell how strong they are."
"He thinks that"s also why there are more vampires, ghosts, and whatnot around the Tri-Cities than, say Spokane, which is a larger city."
"I try to stay out of the other species" business," I told him. "I can"t avoid the werewolves, not with Adam living right next door, but I try. The only fae I a.s.sociate with are Zee and his son Tad."
"The fae are willing to talk to you." Samuel stretched his legs out and clasped his hands behind his neck, sticking his elbows out like wings. "Adam says your old boss is one of the oldest of the fae-and, just so you know, the metalsmiths-gremlins-are not included with the lesser fae. Also, Warren told me that Stefan the vampire visits you quite often. Then there"s this human police officer. Drawing the attention of the police is dangerous."
It did sound as if I had my finger in all sorts of pies.
"Zee was forced public by the Gray Lords," I said. "So someone considers him to be one of the lesser fae. Stefan loves his bus, and I let him help me fix it."
"You what?"
I forgot he"d never met Stefan. "He"s not like most vampires," I tried to explain. Even though Stefan was the only vampire I"d ever met, I knew how they were supposed to act: I went to movies just like everyone else.