He turned his computer screen toward me, and a website popped up. “Here’s my monthly budget. I used to have money funneling into savings for my future mate, but had to cancel that auto-transfer when I started taking care of Evan. With that adjustment, I haven’t had to dig into my savings, so we’ve got a good safety net.”

“Did they stop paying you while I was hunting you, though?” I checked, my eyes scanning the numbers.

“No. The older, retired werewolves take over for ...