Magic Triumphs (Kate Daniels, #10)

by Ilona Andrews

I KNEW MY aunt had recovered, because she exploded into our bedroom and roared, “The child is missing!” I sat bolt upright on the bed. Curran groaned. I realized I was naked and pulled a blanket over my chest. “Knocking,” I told her. “Privacy.” She glared at us. “This is no time to have sex! Your son is missing! I can’t feel him.” Kill me, somebody. “He isn’t missing. He’s across the street with his grandmother. You can’t feel him because I strengthened the ward on George’s house to mask his presence.” She squinted at me. “Are you sure?” “Yes. I went there to check on him late last night and I saw him sleeping. Grendel is with him. There are enough werebears in that house to hold off an army.” Erra considered it. “Very well. Also, your father’s attack dog, what’s his name? Hugh. Hugh and some blond woman are in a car in your driveway, talking.” She turned and swept down the hallway, right past the remnants of the door she’d broken. I turned over and bumped my head on Curran’s chest a few times. “Why me?” “I don’t know.” He stroked my back. “I suppose we need to get dressed.” “Ugh.” “If I have to murder Hugh, I don’t want to do it naked,” he said. “It would be weird.”