hoped Chloë and Finn figured out how to control themselves. Perhaps I should have staged an intervention and forced them to get married for the sake of the rest of us.
Anita moved around to my front, but this time , I didn't stop her. "Do you feel it now? We belong together," I whispered in her ear.
She sighed. "I believe you. I'm sorry I panicked. Can we talk about all of this tomorrow, when we don't have an audience?" she asked.
I cupped her face in my hand and gave her a crooked smile. "Sure . We can talk about it on our way to see your mother."
Finn
Cooper's gaze was bouncing back and forth between Chloë and Anita. His eyes had begun to dimly glow. I hoped this wasn't the way things were going to be until we bonded. I knew that Chloë wasn't ready now to make that commitment, but I didn't want to fight every guy who gravitated toward her in the meantime. I wouldn't be able to help it though. I had a strong instinct to prevent all men from even looking at her. I understood why now, but I didn't think I was strong enough to stop myself. It was taking all of my willpower not to seduce her into bonding with me right now, room full of people or not.
I cleared my throat and forced my instincts away. We had more important matters to discuss than our magical hormones. "We should probably discuss Chloë's dream, not mating, don't you think?" Chloë relaxed in my arms. I knew she was grateful for my changing the subject.
Grey nodded. "We need to talk about the refugees, and why they are here."
"I hate Jo," Anita blurted out.
"The twins won't separate, so either they both stay here and you take Bridgett, or we leave things as they are now," Grey replied cautiously.
"Hell no!" Chloë exclaimed.
I smirked and squeezed her tighter. She was jealous, and I loved it. Not that I was dumb enough to do anything to make her jealous on purpose again. No, that had exploded in my face the last time my dumb ass tried it. I’d managed to shove her into Grey's arms. Hell, I might as well have gift wrapped her.
"Jo isn't that bad," Cooper murmured.
"If she comes near Dean , I'm going to rip her throat open," Anita threatened.
Dean buried his face in Anita's neck , trying not to laugh.
"I can probably keep her distracted," Cooper offered.
Hmm, it seemed like he really liked that idea. Good thing too, because Anita hadn’t been joking.
"So what are we going to do with them, and why are they here?" I asked, steering the conversation back on target.
"We need to help them blend in and hide in plain sight. No contact with anyone from home. No using powers in public. They probably already know the last part, but we can't make mistakes," Grey answered.
"It is going to be hard for all of us to blend in with so many of us here. I don't understand why Marguerite insisted we bring three refugees into this coven. There are many other covens with fully mature members that would have been a better choice. More isolated, smaller, and easier to hide two or three new supes," Cooper chimed in.
Grey cast Cooper a hard stare. "You know why she insisted they come here."
We all stared at him, waiting for the answer, because we actually didn't know why.
"My mother is setting us up as bait , isn't she?" Chloë asked sadly.
I hate d that her mother treated her like a tool. If she was supposed to be her heir, why did she keep putting her in danger?
"Yes," Grey answered Chloë. "Your mother is trying to draw the Inquisitors to us."
"Why?" Dean asked.
Cooper shrugged. "It's a power play. When Chloë takes over the Council, the rest of the supernatural groups have to believe she is the most powerful."
"My mother is never going to want to step down," Chloë argued.
"Don't be too sure about that , Chloë. There are a lot of things your mother can't do as head of the Council . She is still a woman. Your father
Anita moved around to my front, but this time , I didn't stop her. "Do you feel it now? We belong together," I whispered in her ear.
She sighed. "I believe you. I'm sorry I panicked. Can we talk about all of this tomorrow, when we don't have an audience?" she asked.
I cupped her face in my hand and gave her a crooked smile. "Sure . We can talk about it on our way to see your mother."
Finn
Cooper's gaze was bouncing back and forth between Chloë and Anita. His eyes had begun to dimly glow. I hoped this wasn't the way things were going to be until we bonded. I knew that Chloë wasn't ready now to make that commitment, but I didn't want to fight every guy who gravitated toward her in the meantime. I wouldn't be able to help it though. I had a strong instinct to prevent all men from even looking at her. I understood why now, but I didn't think I was strong enough to stop myself. It was taking all of my willpower not to seduce her into bonding with me right now, room full of people or not.
I cleared my throat and forced my instincts away. We had more important matters to discuss than our magical hormones. "We should probably discuss Chloë's dream, not mating, don't you think?" Chloë relaxed in my arms. I knew she was grateful for my changing the subject.
Grey nodded. "We need to talk about the refugees, and why they are here."
"I hate Jo," Anita blurted out.
"The twins won't separate, so either they both stay here and you take Bridgett, or we leave things as they are now," Grey replied cautiously.
"Hell no!" Chloë exclaimed.
I smirked and squeezed her tighter. She was jealous, and I loved it. Not that I was dumb enough to do anything to make her jealous on purpose again. No, that had exploded in my face the last time my dumb ass tried it. I’d managed to shove her into Grey's arms. Hell, I might as well have gift wrapped her.
"Jo isn't that bad," Cooper murmured.
"If she comes near Dean , I'm going to rip her throat open," Anita threatened.
Dean buried his face in Anita's neck , trying not to laugh.
"I can probably keep her distracted," Cooper offered.
Hmm, it seemed like he really liked that idea. Good thing too, because Anita hadn’t been joking.
"So what are we going to do with them, and why are they here?" I asked, steering the conversation back on target.
"We need to help them blend in and hide in plain sight. No contact with anyone from home. No using powers in public. They probably already know the last part, but we can't make mistakes," Grey answered.
"It is going to be hard for all of us to blend in with so many of us here. I don't understand why Marguerite insisted we bring three refugees into this coven. There are many other covens with fully mature members that would have been a better choice. More isolated, smaller, and easier to hide two or three new supes," Cooper chimed in.
Grey cast Cooper a hard stare. "You know why she insisted they come here."
We all stared at him, waiting for the answer, because we actually didn't know why.
"My mother is setting us up as bait , isn't she?" Chloë asked sadly.
I hate d that her mother treated her like a tool. If she was supposed to be her heir, why did she keep putting her in danger?
"Yes," Grey answered Chloë. "Your mother is trying to draw the Inquisitors to us."
"Why?" Dean asked.
Cooper shrugged. "It's a power play. When Chloë takes over the Council, the rest of the supernatural groups have to believe she is the most powerful."
"My mother is never going to want to step down," Chloë argued.
"Don't be too sure about that , Chloë. There are a lot of things your mother can't do as head of the Council . She is still a woman. Your father
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