I can deal with Cillian being outside as long as he doesn’t storm into the building. What’s got me worried is that André will be here tomorrow. I’ve not dealt with him a lot. I’ve only seen him at Logan and then Kurt’s weddings. And even in those brief situations, I know he’s a variable. He’s unpredictable, and his reactions to situations range from joking to murder. I should be able to handle that. But with the Demonclaw issue coming back to haunt me and still not having marked Persephone, now isn’t a good time to have an unpredictable and very dangerous Alpha hanging around. Darren can only mitigate his mate so much. I’d have felt better if he had waited and arrived with the others. Then there would be his father and sister to try and temper his unpredictable emotions. After John left, I looked at Persephone and could tell she was worried. Though I don’t know which she’s more concerned about, André’s pending arrival or that Cillian is a ticking time bomb of mate bond urges. I shoul

I expected to be ambushed by Logan upon returning to the pack house. Granted, I wasn’t expecting him and Aurelia to wait at the door. I hadn’t told him about what happened, but I knew he’d know. Even if Cillian didn’t say something, I know it would have gotten back to both Kinsley brothers that there was a fight at my office. My best guess is that Shikoba reported it after she heard from security. I didn’t predict that this fight would result in Persephone’s sister and brother-in-law decided to arrive early. Just what I didn’t want to deal with. It was one thing for them to be coming to probably taunt us about being mates and prod at me to be sure I was what they deemed worthy of Persephone. Now they are coming because of that Demonclaw bitch. So they’ll be on edge, aggressive, and protective of Persephone. I need to get this shit with Demonclaw resolved fast. And by fast, I mean like I needed it handled yesterday. I do not want Sicilian leaders arriving in Bloodmoon while she is sti

I have my fingers crossed for Rohan and Shikoba. He didn’t seem freaked out that she was transgender. That’s a good sign, right? ‘He was quiet for ten minutes,’ Jaci pointed out. ‘He was talking things through with Thorn. Not a big deal. We talk shit through.’ I countered. ‘Never for ten minutes.’ Jaci shrugged. ‘Stop trying to put doubt in my head. I need at least one person, other than myself, to have a happy relationship with their mate. Cillian is already having a rough start to finding his mate. And Shikoba is awesome and deserves happiness.’ I sighed. ‘Leave it to them to figure out. You have enough on your plate with Persephone.’ Jaci suggested. He’s right, of course. I have enough on my plate with Persephone. There will be repercussions at the office for her fight with the Demonclaw girl. And then her family is going to be here tomorrow. I’m sure it won’t only be here that gets a lecture about her fight. I bet at least one or more of the D’Amore family will put the blame

It was a calculated risk. I knew that. I trusted Jaci and that Persephone wouldn’t let me fall, literally. And it worked out. Jaci was right that shifting mid-jump would add the necessary forward momentum to reach Dove. Then it was just a matter of Jaci predicting Dove’s movement to snatch him and trusting my mate to catch me. But now, as Persephone is scolding us, I’m starting to question myself. ‘Jaci, swap back. We can’t talk to her like this.’ I suggested. Jaci grumbled as he stepped back, allowing me to shift. I know he was hurt that she didn’t even thank him for putting a stop to Dove. I get that she was worried, but she hurt his feelings, which is not cool. Another reason to take back control is to have a conversation, even if I have to be naked during the conversation. “We understand you were worried about the risk, but you should have more faith in us átawit. After all, we had faith that you’d pull off the landing.” I sighed. “And as worried as you were, you hurt Jaci’s fe

I wasn’t lucky. Why would I be? If this night has proven anything, I’m not getting lucky by any definition of the word. So I shouldn’t have been surprised to open my door and see my little sister sitting on my bed. The second the door opened, she jumped at me and wrapped me in a hug so tight and comforting that it reminded me of how mamma would hug me, and I started to cry. She is the youngest but the most like our mamma. “Persephone…” Delilah sighed as she hugged me tighter with one arm and stroked my hair with the other. Yep, she hugs just like our mamma. “Ho…how did you know I’d be coming back?” I managed to sniffle out. “Sara told me. She didn’t tell me why. I knew that if you came back here, something bad had happened, and you would need support. That you’d need your family. Need me.” Delilah softly explained as she continued to stroke my hair. “You don’t have to tell me what happened, but I’ll listen if you do.” “We…he…”I sighed, not even sure I could explain it. “We… we were