The house was empty when I arrived home. Even my faithful Galleytrot had gone off somewhere. So much for watching over me every moment.
Honestly, I was happy he was out. I was getting a little tired of being babysat by a drooling, pony-sized rug. At least I was able to make him stay home when I left the house earlier. The mess he would have made in the back of my car... I adored him and Sassy both, but it would be nice not to have silver and black animal hair all over everything I owned.
While my mind contemplated finding a magic solution to pet hair I could market to normals, I felt the touch of someone approaching. I immediately tensed at the feeling, knowing immediately a werewolf came to call. But this time the visitor was alone and wide open with her intentions. That's why I was so willing to open the kitchen door and let Charlotte in.
"It's nice to see you," the bodyguard said. She smiled like she meant it. I found myself smiling back and wishing I hadn't.