“I’ll go get the canoe.”
Not until she was several steps away, did he realize what she’d done. “I will get to you, Elora.” When she stumbled and turned, fear was stark on her face, but as she took in his waving fingers and his grin, she relaxed and shook her head before heading for the car.
What had scared her? Shifters?Had her brother pissed off some shifter? It wasn’t good if he had, but why would a wolf go after a psychic, and empath of all things? What could they gain from an empath? What the hell did an empath do?
Before long, Elora was back with a canoe strapped to the roof of the car.
“That was fast.” He grinned at her as she hopped out of the car.
“Yeah, old man Frank lives up the road.” She gestured at the woods. Kol nodded, inhaled, and stiffened.
“And he’s a leopard?” He didn’t want to get into any fights while they were here looking for Elijah, but he couldn’t come unannounced into a leopard’s territory and expect to be welcomed.
“What? No. Frank is an old man.”