Their Border Lands Refuge [Men of the Border Lands 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe Page B

to shake hands.
    Simon met him halfway and then took a seat when Micah offered it.
    “So you’ve been having trouble with them as well?”
    “I’m sure with your group hunting them over here that they are moving our direction now. We would like to keep them moving.”
    “Have they attacked you yet?” Jeremy asked.
    “No, but they are moving in close. What concerns me is that they are so close to the house and I’ve heard they will attack humans now. Is that true?”
    “Yep. They’ve done it several times. There are several groups of us that hunt to keep them thinned out. You’re welcome to participate. We can schedule a hunt on your land to move them off.” Micah stood up. “I’m going to go get some coffee for us. I’ll be right back.”
    Simon watched the other man walk toward what he assumed was the kitchen. It was obvious that their woman was in the kitchen by the way they had sat on that side of the room.
    “Usually when we hunt, the women are all in one place to make it easier to keep them safe while the men are out. Do you have a cellar large enough for about five or six people?”
    “Yes. We can make it comfortable for them. That’s a good idea, but I don’t want them left alone.”
    “Don’t worry, they won’t be. We usually leave one or two men with them for safety. We don’t take chances with our women.”
    Micah walked back in followed by a pretty woman who was obviously pregnant. He stood up and accepted his cup from Micah and nodded toward the woman. She kept close to Micah as she handed a cup to Jeremy. The smile on the other man’s face made it obvious that he worshiped the ground she walked on.
    “This is our wife, Rachael. Rachael, this is Simon, one of our neighbors. I think we will be hunting wolves on his property in a few days.”
    She smiled shyly and nodded her head.
    “Our woman’s name is Skyler. I know she would be thrilled to have someone to talk to, ma’am.”
    “I’d really like that. There are several other women who normally join us when the men go hunting.” She looked up at Micah after he pulled her onto his lap when he was seated.
    “These hunting trips allow the women to spend time with each other.”
    “I understand you do some bartering and such as well in your group.” Simon was pleased things were going so well, but he was antsy to get back home, too.
    “We do. Are you in need of anything in particular?” Micah was running his hand up and down Rachael’s arm.
    “Actually, we’re looking for a couple more hens.”
    “Hmm,” Micah looked over at Jeremy. “We don’t have any extra, but didn’t Gary say they might start eating some of theirs?”
    “He did. Said there were too many to keep up with now.”
    “We’ll get in touch with them for you when we alert every one of the need for a hunt on your land.” Micah smiled.
    “I would appreciate it. We have extra canned tomatoes and blackberry jam.”
    “Have you had any trouble with black market agents?” Jeremy asked.
    “No. Not so far.” Simon sat forward, worried that he was about to hear more than he wanted to.
    “Luke and his family had a run-in with some not long ago. You need to be on the lookout for them. We don’t usually see as much of them in the winter, but I expect that will change as more people move out here.” Jeremy glanced over at Rachael.
    Simon could tell there was something they weren’t sharing, but he figured it was private and didn’t ask. Just the thought of the threat to Skyler sent chill bumps down his spine. Worrying about the wolves was hard enough. Black market agents were the main reason Owen and Skyler had moved out to The Border Lands to live with him in the first place.
    “We’ll be watchful for sure. I really appreciate your willingness to include us in your hunting group. Just let me know when you plan to schedule it and we’ll have the basement ready for the women.” He stood up, ready to head home.
    Micah carefully switched Rachael to the chair