Free Howl for Me by Dana Marie Bell

mother needed to know everything that had happened to them, especially Jamie. “And what he did to Jamie?”
    Jeanne froze. Her eyes glittered, her lips went tight and her fists clenched at her sides. “What do you mean, what he did to Jamie?”
    For the first time since he was a little boy, Jeff was afraid of his mother.
     
    “Fen, come in. I’d like you to meet Detective Antonia Mancinelli and the building manager, Joe Stearman. Toni, Joe, this is my—” Logan eyed Skye, standing quietly next to Fen, and smoothly uttered the lie “—cousin, Fenris Saeter.”
    Fen smiled at Antonia, who paled at the sight of him. “Hello, Detective. Stearman.”
    Stearman nodded his greeting, his expression one of unholy glee. “You need to vacate the premises immediately.”
    Logan crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t think so.”
    “You’re the only one who could have caused this kind of grief. I know your type. You’re a troublemaker to the core.”
    Toni rolled her eyes. “And I told you that you don’t have the authority to evict him. He’s not a tenant, he’s a homeowner.” She turned to Logan. “Sorry about this. I’m not even sure why he brought me here instead of over to the problem condo.”
    “Because his cousin is the one who’s now living in the stolen condo.” Stearman crossed his arms over his chest, but thanks to a paunch it wasn’t nearly as impressive as when Logan did it. “He had to be the one who messed with the paperwork.”
    “Um, excuse me.” Skye stepped into the room, her eyes going wide as Logan’s wards flared around her body. “Whoa.” Logan was staring at her in shock. “Do I know you?”
    Skye blinked. “Um. The condo you all are mentioning? It’s mine.”
    Toni turned to her. “Can you explain to me the nature of your complaint?”
    Kir hooked his arm around Logan’s neck. “I thought Toni was homicide.” He whispered in Logan’s ear low enough that only Fenris could hear it. Logan shrugged, but his dark gaze were glued to Skye.
    “I was away on vacation. When I got back, my key didn’t fit the lock.”
    “How the fuck did she even get on the floor?” Clouds raced across Kir’s eyes as he watched the group by his front door. His fingers danced across the pendant he wore.
    Fenris’s eyes went wide. Was that Gungnir? If it was, and if Kir believed Logan was threatened, this would get ugly fast.
    “So I went to complain and found out that everyone believed my condo was actually a different number than it really is.” Skye’s cheeks flushed. “They all thought I was crazy, and sure enough my key fit in a different lock two floors up. All my belongings had been moved.”
    Toni was looking at her like she was crazy. “I’m sorry, but if everyone remembers you having a different condo, your key fits that condo, your belongings are in that condo…how is that not your condo?”
    She gestured toward the front door. “I can prove it.”
    “How?”
    “The front door of my condo has my name in blue marker on the jamb. I signed it because it was my first home, and even if I moved out I wanted to be remembered.”
    Logan looked like he’d been punched. That couldn’t be a good sign. But then he waved his fingers and Fen knew he’d fixed the problem.
    Skye winced and shook her head. “Did you hear that?”
    Kir choked. Logan didn’t. He was still watching Skye like a hawk.
    Kir was now looking at Skye with something akin to horror. “Um. Yes. A ringing sound?” He grinned sickly when Skye nodded. “Phone. Logan just went to answer it.”
    Logan pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and pretended to talk to someone.
    The detective was watching the way Logan and Kir reacted, and she looked less than amused. “How do you explain the key working in the door of your allegedly new condo?”
    Skye shrugged. “Magic?”
    Logan turned and stalked to the window, but not before Fen got a look at his face.
    For some reason his father was terrified.
    “Look. Logan