Chapter 23-1

Mikko was gripping the bars at the end of Nikki's bed. These were reinforced beds, built specially for werewolves in an emergency handling them. "It's not okay." He growled, looking over at me. "How is what happened okay?" "It's not their fault." I shot back. "You can't even find his guy. How do you expect them to prevent him getting close if you don't even know where he is?" Mikko shook his head and looked back at Nikki. "What do you think I've been doing this whole time? Running around with friends not doing anything?" "I didn't figure you had friends. I assumed you would've been running around with one of your many girls." "I don't have time to run around like that." I huffed. "You had that time last month." "And look how things have changed," he muttered as he kept his eyes on Nikki. "What did Marshall tell you? If I still know him, he probably told you to give me a message." I nodded and rub