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okay.”
    “How she doing about the news with her
other uncle?” he asked, looking up at her.
    Jennifer pulled away from Reed then.
“Shocked. She had heard that he too was killed, and it might have been
attempted for all we know. I think once the ruling had been made to exterminate
the human family she shut down in a way. Tried to live a lie and forget she is
also human.”
    “Well that son of a bitch she lived with
never let her forget it,” Brent snapped.
    “No, he didn’t.” she agreed softly.
    “What I don’t get is how the hell the
Council would rule to take out a family? They never get involved with who we
mate, especially if it’s with a human.”
    “Maybe it wasn’t the Council,” Jennifer
said. “Maybe they don’t even know anything about it.”
    “Well I know what I’m going to do,” Brent
stated. “She’s not going back. I’ve mated her, she’s mine, and I don’t give a
fuck if she’s all human or half.”
    Reed smiled, “And that is just what I like
to hear.”
    “Come on you two,” Jennifer said, tugging
at them both. “I fixed a very large pot of stew.”
    “You can cook?” Brent teased.
    “Oh you have no idea,” she laughed back.
    Instead of sitting down to eat, Brent went
into the bedroom that would be his and Missy’s. She lay on her stomach,
sleeping with the covers only half on her. He saw her shiver, went over and sat
down next to her, pulling the blanket up to her shoulders. When he pulled away,
she grabbed his hand, stopping him.
    “Don’t leave me,” she mumbled in her
sleep.
    He thought for a moment that Jennifer
might’ve given her something, but then recalled that the woman who worked there
gave her something and then when he showed up he kept her awake longer. Now
that everything had calmed down, the drug to help, her sleep was taking hold,
dragging her in deep.
    “I’m never going to leave you,” he
whispered, bending over and kissing her on the cheek. “You’re stuck with me for
life.”
    She smiled, her eyes still closed.
“Promise?”
    “Just try to get rid of me.”
    She heaved a deep sigh and she was out.
Brent stayed there watching her sleep, holding her hand and kissing her face.
Peace. He felt so much peace just sitting there, touching, and looking at her.
His mate. His love.  
    Yes it was love. How strange that one
could fall in love so fast, but that was just what happened to him and he
didn’t give a shit who knew it.
    * * * *
    David Wycough stood outside, watching the
house burn. Another shifter dead, another responsible for the death of his
brother taken care of. However, he still didn’t have Missy, but knew that she
was safe. He had his own contacts and his own methods of getting information.
The cook in this house told him all he needed to know was that he’d spared her
life. He discovered that Missy found someone to take her away from the abuse
her shifter uncle inflicted. For now, that would do, only because he had others
yet to take care of.
    They called themselves the second Council,
ones that would restore the old way of things for their people. The fuckers who
killed his brother and tried to kill him. The list was a long one, and that
would keep David busy for a very long time.
    “The men are finished with her,” one of
his own shifter men said.
    David didn’t hate them all. Like the ones
working for him, they hated the new Council. The members there destroy, take,
and each one of the shifters that worked for David lost someone due to those
bastards.
    “Then kill her and leave the message,”
David said.
    A short nod and the man walked away. David
turned and headed back for his own vehicle. Getting into the backseat, he
turned to the woman who waited for him.
    “Impressive,” she said.
    “I’m told you lost one.”
    “And then he was found.”
    “Only to be lost once more.”
    “Is there a point here, David?” she
snapped.
    David knew about her cruel ways. It
happened to be one of the reasons he picked her for the