Magic Burns

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The mention of Max’s name brought a bit of unease. I had thought I was over him. We had met during the investigation of Greg’s death. He was handsome, smart, occasionally kind, and very interested in me.

 

I had wanted…I was not sure what the hell I had wanted. Intimacy. Sex. Someone to come home to. It didn’t end well. In fact, he probably hated me. “Max and I are also no longer together.”

 

Myong nodded. “I know. We’re engaged.”

 

I didn’t quite catch that. “Who?”

 

“Maximillian Crest and me. We’re engaged to be married.”

 

The world had just stood on its ears. “So let me get this straight. You and my—” Ex-boyfriend would be inaccurate since technically we were never a couple. “Could have been” boyfriend was plain stupid.

 

“You and Max are an item?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Awkward, to say the least. I felt no jealousy, but talking to her made me uncomfortable and I couldn’t pinpoint why. I forced my lips into a smile and leaned back. “Congratulations. What do you want from me?”

 

Myong looked uncomfortable. “It’s customary to ask Curran’s permission.”

 

“You mean he has to approve your marriage to Crest? Even though you and Curran are no longer together?”

 

“Yes. I’m a member of the Pack.”

 

That explained things. Curran ruled the shapeshifter Pack with an iron fist. Every shapeshifter in the Southeast called him lord. Unless that shapeshifter was a loup, in which case he usually didn’t have a chance to call Curran anything before the Beast Lord ripped him to pieces. I looked her over and arched my eyebrows. “Fox?”

 

She sighed. “Everybody thinks that. I turn into a mink.”

 

I tried to imagine a weremink and failed. It would appeal to Crest, though. “You still haven’t told me why you’re here.”

 

“I asked Curran,” she said.

 

“And he said no?”

 

“No. He didn’t say anything. It’s been two months.” Myong leaned forward, hands folded together.

 

“My alpha refuses to broach the question to Curran. I was hoping you could ask my lord for me.”

 

“Me?”

 

“You have a certain amount of influence with him. You saved his life.”

 

You want me to ask your ex-lover/homicidal shapeshifter who scares me shitless to let you marry my