“What are you doing here?” Spencer asked. “Patrick said you got attacked by hunters, and we had to hear about it from the Seattle god pack and not you. He was pissed.” “He could’ve called. That doesn’t explain why you’re in the Pacific Northwest.” “Oh, well, Patrick sent me because he thinks you’re being dumb. Something about vampires?” Wade wrinkled his nose before his brown eyes narrowed. “Is that a hickey on your throat? Oh man, was Patrick right? Didn’t London teach you anything?”
