had a choice in the matter. What’s done is done and the sooner we accept that, the sooner he’ll come home.” Corrine stood up as she continued. “What Roseann did to you was horrible, but—” “He won’t bring that human in this house. Not if you want me to remain.” George took a step back. “I mean it. It’s the human or me.” “Khan, you don’t—” Khan cut his mother off quickly. “I do mean it. Humans aren’t going to be welcome here. Not so long as there is breath in my body. I will not allow it, and if Walker wants to come back here, he’d better not have his mate with him.” George pulled Corrine back when she started forward to Khan. His heart broke for his son. George nodded once and turned with his mate to walk out of the house. He had to find some way to fix this and he wasn’t sure how. “He’ll do just what he said, won’t he? He’d rather break this family up than see that Walker had nothing to do with who his mate is.” George held her close as they walked along the path to their own home. “I can’t stand this. None of it. George, what are we going to do?” “I don’t know, love. I really don’t. I never knew that Khan’s heart was so cold that he’d do this to one of his own brothers.” George opened the door and they both went to the back deck to sit. “I’ll try and contact Walker again. See what he wants to do.” George went to the kitchen to get his phone. He had asked Terrance to help him out if anyone came looking at the girl’s house. He knew after the team that had come out and had left that someone who’d been responsible would come to see too. Terrance had called him last night when he’d heard that some big shot was in town. He had agreed to let him hang around and now he was glad that he had. The man smelled evil. “Walker, someone from Washington showed up today to see Lynne’s house. He smelled of something that crawled from under a rock.” Corrine nodded and giggled. “Tell him that little man smelled of fear.” He looked sharply at his mate. “Of course I followed you. Did you really think I wouldn’t? You get into entirely too much trouble on your own.” He thought he’d deal with her later and smiled. His son was talking and he had to slow him down before he understood him. Something about her running off without him. “She thinks I’m going to leave her just because of what she does. I’ve told her it’s too late for that and that I’m going with her. I want to beat her ass right now.” George laughed at the background noise on Walker’s end. “I swear to Christ…I have to go, Dad. She needs a lesson in manners and throwing things.” He closed the phone and looked at Corrine. “I believe they’ve mated. And she sounds like she can hold her own with him. She was using language that I’m sure she didn’t hear from a sailor. It’s pretty colorful.” “Good. Then maybe she can hold her own with Khan. Because we both know that’s what it’s going to take. Someone like her to whoop his ass a time or two.” When his phone rang again he answered it with caution. Marc was the one son that he knew could have a level head, and he wasn’t surprised when he seemed to be overly calm about what he wanted to know. “So, Walker is no longer allowed on our land. What do you suppose is going to happen to them now?” George asked them who. “Lynne and Walker. I know they can live on their own and all, but I don’t want my brother to not have any contact with me. Nor do Sebastian and Dylan.” “And Reed, what does he think about all this? Is he siding with his brother? Or hasn’t he made up his mind yet?” “Can’t find him. He said he was going to get answers and he left here before I could talk to Khan. I guess he heard the argument at the house and confronted Khan after you left. I’m not sure what happened, but Khan is nursing a bloodied lip and Reed was limping. But if the dining room is any