Flynn, Joyee - A Zane Po' Boy [The O'Hagan Way 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Joyee Flynn

under the snow. None of my other colors were screwed up. Something else had to be going on besides the happy pills Riley gave me screwing with me.
    I jogged into the house, took off my jacket, hung it in the coat closet by the front door, and headed to the dining room. Sure enough, my mates were waiting for me, sitting together on one side of the long, wooden table that was covered with a dark green tablecloth. They were looking so nervous that tension crackled in the air.
    “Did ya get fired?” Banning blurted out, his eyes wide. As if realizing how blunt he had been, Banning’s hand flew to his mouth. He started to apologize, but I shook my head to let him know that it wasn’t a big deal.
    “No.” I chuckled, realizing they were nervous for me. I walked over and gave each of them a kiss before sitting down. Rory and Isaac were glancing at each other like the cats that ate the canary. “You knew.”
    “Yeah, I found out yesterday. Since we’d be working together, I got the heads-up. It’s been fucking hard to keep it a secret,” Isaac said with a big smile.
    “Wait, before we get into what happened, I have one question. Why is everything green in December on your estate? I’m not the only one seeing it, right?” Now it was more just my curiosity bugging me. Isaac gave me a wink and pointed to my mates.
    “I asked them last week already.”
    “It be our gift,” Brian said as one of the staff served us our garden salads. I poured some Italian dressing on mine before picking up my fork and taking a bite. I chewed my food for a few moments before speaking again.
    “You can make leaves green in winter?” I asked, not sure I’d ever heard of that gift.
    “No.” Banning chuckled, shaking his head as he dug into his food. “Plant life responds to us. It’s not like most gifts where ya have to focus to use it. It’s just something in us. Anywhere we are, the plant life around us responds and grows like crazy.”
    “Then you can’t leave Ireland,” I whispered, my heart sinking at the realization. “Your family needs you for their farm, don’t they?”
    “Aye, but we would only need to visit a few times a year for a week or so,” Brian said slowly, eyeing me over. “We already decided to stay in America if that’s what ya want.” He shifted his gaze back to his salad as if nervous about what I might say.
    “Really?” I was shocked they would make such a big sacrifice for me.
    “Aye, me mate,” Banning answered with a smile.
    “Tell them,” Rory said excitedly, seeming to almost be bouncing up and down in his seat. “They’re going to be thrilled.” I had to smile at his enthusiasm.
    “About?” Brian raised an eyebrow as he glanced between us.
    “I got a promotion. I’m not in trouble at all. It seems the Council thought my coming forward and admitting what was going on with me, putting my safety and others’ before everything else, was admirable. There was an opening on the teaching staff, and I was asked to fill it.”
    “Ya not be in danger anymore?” Banning looked like he was going to bust open with joy.
    “Sometimes,” I hedged, trying to figure out how to get this all out. “When warriors go through training, there are many levels.”
    “I handle more the tactical and fighting training,” Isaac explained, helping me out. “Sparring and getting the newly transitioned warriors into the way we do things.”
    “Makes sense. What would they have ya do?” Brian asked. I appreciated their interest, caring about something so important to me.
    “When they reach a certain level, someone needs to teach them how to go out in the field—”
    “No!” Banning shouted, slamming his hands down on the table as he stood. All of our plates and silverware rattled from the force of his contact. I was shocked at the coldness in his tone. “Ya not be the guinea pig sent out with pup warriors to see if they can hack it. Ya get killed if someone ill trained had ya back.”
    “No, baby, not