husband.”
Graham crossed the room, a scowl on his face and a blanket he’d grabbed off the back of the comfortable-looking leather sofa in his hands. “You should have gotten dressed anyway.” He flicked the blanket open and wrapped it around his wife. “Rafe, close your eyes.”
Tess watched while Missy rolled her eyes at her husband and playfully pushed him away. The woman settled next to Tess on the matching leather love seat and offered her the blanket instead.
“Ignore my husband,” Missy said. “He’s a man, and a Lupine, and the pack Alpha, which means he’s slightly insane. I, on the other hand, am female, and human, and therefore very happy to meet you and find out what brings you here at this time of night.”
Bemused, Tess found herself smiling back at the werewolf’s endearing wife. “Actually, I’m here because of Rafe. I had a message to deliver to him, but instead of taking it and letting me go, he decided to kidnap me and ask me ridiculous questions that I already told him I can’t answer.”
Missy grinned. “Now, that sounds like something either one of them would probably think was a really good idea. That’s why we women have to function as the voices of reason in the world. So, have you already delivered your message?”
Tess nodded, her smile broadening.
“And he’s received it, read it, and comprehended it as well as the male mind will allow?”
Tess nodded again.
“Well, then, I’d say your work here is done.” Missy shot the men a pointed glance. “Would you like me to call you a cab? Or you’re welcome to spend the night. We’ve got loads of room, and I’d love to get to know you better tomorrow when we’re both more awake.”
Tess grinned. “A cab would be great. I’ve got to go to the other end of the city, so I’d really appreciate the lift.”
Rafe growled and crossed the room in four long strides until he stood directly in front of the couch and glared down at her. “I am not done with you yet. You will leave when I say you can leave.”
Missy rolled her eyes and stood. “Oh, enough with the King of the Jungle routine, Rafael. It’s late and there’s no reason to keep the poor girl awake all night while you try to decipher the mysterious code of plain English I’m assuming her message was written in. Let her go. If you have more questions, you can always ask her tomorrow.”
He shook his head. “No. This is not your business, Missy. This is a matter for the Council to discuss.”
Missy shook her head right back. “The last time I checked, Mr. Lay-Down-the-Law, the Council had thirteen members, not two. So if it’s a Council matter, you obviously can’t make any decisions about it until you speak to the entire Council. And since that meeting supposedly ended at two, you’re not going to be doing that tonight. I’m sure the rest of the Council is already home in bed by now.”
Graham laughed, but quickly schooled his face into more sober lines when his wife turned to glare at him. “Sorry, honey, but you’re forgetting that almost half the Council is vampire. It’s barely teatime for them. I’m sure the lot of them are still at the club drinking my brandy and telling lies about the length of their fangs.”
Missy huffed out a breath. “You know what, sweetums? Next time, don’t help.”
Tess laughed, feeling much better than she had before Missy walked in, and stood. “No, I think Missy’s right, Graham. It is late, and I do want to get home. I’ve done my job and delivered my message, and I have a real job I need to get to in the morning. So if you’ll excuse me, I’ll just thank you for the coffee and be on my way.”
Rafe growled. “I don’t think so. Tess, sit back down and be quiet until I tell you that you can leave.”
She felt her eyebrow shoot up like a rocket. “What was that? I’m sorry, but I have this strange sort of deafness. I can never hear it when people are horribly rude to me. Would you mind repeating what