Chapter 320

"Is it okay if I visit with BJ again?" I asked Paul while we talked on the phone. "I know I've already seen her a couple times this week, and I—"

"You're fine," Paul interrupted.

"Okay, because it's time for the Were's to do their thing."

"I see," Paul said.

"Second thoughts?" I asked.

"Nope," he said. "You can meet her in two hours at the Children's Museum."

Two hours later I flashed to the Children's Museum, walking out of a restricted area as if I had every right to be there.

I smelled the Wolves set as sentries to protect BJ. That was good. I no longer thought they were only protecting her from me but from anyone who might be working for the Vampires against the Wolves.

I only had to wait a few seconds before Paul walked toward me holding BJ's hand. She broke free and ran to me, leaping into my arms happily. I lifted her, propping her on my good hip.

Paul's eyes locked onto mine. "You've been hurt."

Oh, right. Werewolves had an amazing sense of smell. "It's nothing," I to