forget about this awful night. Then get up and go home. I don't mind staying here tonight because I'm scared, but tomorrow, when I'm done being afraid, I'm going home."
She wouldn't be going home. Liam wouldn't argue with her right now, though. No point in it.
He smiled at her, forced himself to turn his back on her compact body and pretty eyes and leave the room.
He had to stand in the hallway a long time after he closed the door, waiting for his fierce hard-on to go down. He needed to talk to Dylan, but he couldn't face his father with an erection that could stop a train.
Seeing the light go off under the door behind him and hearing the squeak of his bedsprings as Kim climbed into his bed didn't help deflate him at all.
An hour later, Glory opened her back door to admit a moody Dylan Morrissey.
Glory had never met a Shifter who turned her on faster than Dylan could. So what if he was a Feline? Glory's friends didn't approve, but they could eat their hearts out. Dylan was tall, broad-shouldered, and temperamental, with the best ass she'd ever seen on any male, Shifter or human.
Glory let Dylan pace, happy he'd responded to the veiled invitation she'd thrown out when she'd talked to the human girl. Dylan didn't always respond to hints; he did what he pleased. Damned alpha male.
"You're giving me motion sickness," she said after a time. "What have you decided to do about the little human? Let Fergus kill her?"
"I don't know what I'm going to do about her." Dylan finally stopped and rested his broad fists on her kitchen counter. "Liam just spent an hour talking me out of taking her to Fergus, which means I disobey Fergus's direct orders. Fuck."
If only.
Glory knew damn well Liam hadn't talked Dylan out of anything. If Dylan thought the girl should go to Fergus, nothing Liam could do would stop Dylan from taking her there.
"Why do you think Liam's right?" she asked.
Dylan's hard blue eyes sparked with anger, though he flicked his gaze away before his dominant rage could fix on her.
"What makes you think I agree with him?"
"Because if you didn't, you'd have her ass in your truck and be hauling her down to San Antonio instead of standing in my kitchen with me."
Dylan slammed his fists into the counter. "I know that. But Liam..." He straightened up and shook his head. Glory glanced quickly at the counter, but Dylan hadn't dented it. This time.
"But Liam what?" she asked.
"He cares about her." Dylan ran his hands through his hair, mussing it in a sexy way. "I've never seen him like this. I thought he wanted to protect her because Liam always protects the weak. But it's more than that. Let's say I'm surprised he's letting her sleep alone tonight."
"You think he'll claim her?" Glory started brewing coffee to cover her nervousness, not to mention her rampaging horniness. "She's human."
Dylan leaned his backside against the counter and folded his arms.
"You know how high the ratio of males to females is in Shiftertown. It's doubtful Liam will ever mate with another Shifter."
Glory poured fragrant ground coffee into her coffee-maker and closed the lid. "You'd let him take a human as mate?"
"Never in the old days, but those days are gone." He looked exhausted, Dylan who'd lived so long and seen so much. "She seems robust, and she's not afraid of us."
Glory snorted. "If she's not afraid of you, it's because she doesn't know any better. Though I agree, she's got spunk." She admired the way the human girl had said what she'd really thought, though Glory would never admit it. In Glory's experience, most humans she encountered either avoided eye contact with her, pretended contempt, or simply ran away.
"Another reason I don't think Liam will claim a Shifter woman is because he thinks too much about the good of the clan," Dylan was saying.
"He pushes potential mates on other Shifters rather than claiming them himself. I asked him why, once. He said that Shifters lower in the hierarchy have more time to breed and raise a
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