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A small, well-lit hanger loomed ahead of us, but unlike the SF hanger in Chicago, this one wasn’t hidden or underground, suggesting that wherever we were was remote since the SF wasn’t worried about humans seeing us. That, or they had some serious illusion spells around this base’s entire perimeter.
About twenty small houses and a large concrete building rose behind the hanger, but I didn’t see any other buildings, which told me this base was fairly small. “Are there other families or other supernaturals needing protection who live here too?” I asked, nodding toward the other houses.
“Nope, just me,” Tessa replied. “Those other houses are where the SF members live. From what I’ve been able to figure out, the safe house I’m in is the only one used for that purpose. I think this base is mostly used for military training.” She nodded toward the hanger.
With my newly enhanced werewolf eyesight, I was easily able to make out six aircraft in the hanger. “A training facility?”
“I think so, but honestly, I haven’t spent much time worrying about it.”
“Of course, you haven’t.” I laughed.
She laughed with me, then steered me toward a walkway off the runway. Several SF members stood at attention near the hanger when we passed. The one closest to us nodded as the members carrying my bags trailed behind us.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“To my little home. It’s only a few minutes’ walk up this way, and it’s absolutely fantastic. There are two bedrooms, a stocked fridge, a TV with all of the cha
My sister’s ecstatic expression only made me shake my head and smile more. “You’re making it sound like you’re on a trip.”
She laughed, that tinkling sound like a soothing balm to my nerves. “It feels like one in a way, although most vacas don’t come with hot guards holding particle guns.” She waggled her eyebrows and side-eyed the guards we’d just passed.
I muffled a snort. “I don’t think I packed a bathing suit.”
She patted my hand. “Don’t worry. I packed a dozen.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
She gri
I frowned, the first time I’d done so since arriving. I’d just spent the past twenty-four hours ru
“Why the sad face again?” she asked, her lips out in a pout.
I immediately forced a smile. “No sad faces. Only happy ones from here on out.”