up Julian piped in. “But if he doesn’t accept the mating soon…”
Every shifter in the room grinned as Alex flexed his fingers. “His ass gets bit.”
Steven clapped his hands. “All right, people. Enough about Jim Woods. He’ll be dealt with, I promise.”
“Dad.”
Chloe’s warning tone was ignored as her father continued. “For now, we need to figure out how to keep Ryan’s mate safe. We’ll handle Jim later.”
Everyone in the room, including Cyn, stared at Glory. She now knew what the juicy rabbit felt like just before the wolf pounced. “Uh. Hi?”
Steven Williams smiled warmly. “Don’t worry. We’re just going to watch over you twenty-four seven.” His blue eyes turned dark brown. “We’re not going to allow you to get hurt.”
“Are we even sure it’s a shifter who’s been stalking her? It could be a human.” Stacey moaned as she bit into her burger. “God, it’s going to be worth it moving here just for these.”
“It’s decided, then?” Alex had relaxed, settling on Ryan’s recliner, his mate in his lap. He was feeding bits of burger to Tabby, who accepted them happily. “We’re definitely moving here?”
Will Bunsun nodded. “Eric will be going back and forth to oversee the transfer, but Bunsun Exteriors’ main office will be moving here. We’ve got enough of a presence on the East Coast to justify the move, and we all agree we want to be near you guys. Eric will be moving here as well. We’ll leave the West Coast operations up to one of your other cousins. Probably Keith.”
Heather shook her head. “Nope. Both Keith and Tiff want to move with the rest of us. You’ll have to find someone else.” She shot a quick glance at Barney. “And it won’t be me, either. I like it here.”
Barney’s brows rose at her sharp tone. “Like I have a say in it.”
“You’re right. You don’t.”
“’Cause I can’t fit in a Hobbit hole.”
Heather yipped, a canine sound that had Barney laughing. “Asshole.”
“Heather, language.” Stacey’s tone was more amused than angry. “Call him buttmunch.”
Heather smirked at Barney. “Buttmunch.”
“You’re just cranky because you missed elevensies. You should eat something.” Barney ducked as Heather swiped a claw-tipped hand at him. He shook his finger at her. “Temper, temper.”
Laura exchanged a look with Stacey, who shrugged. They both looked like they were trying not to laugh. “It’s decided, then. Glory will move in with Ryan—”
Glory blinked, distracted by the slap-fight going on between Heather and Barney. Heather seemed to be winning, most likely because Barney was unwilling to use his strength against his teeny mate. “I will?”
Ryan’s mother smiled serenely. “Yes. You will. Because if you don’t, we’ll move in with you.” She ignored Glory’s protest and continued. “We’ll take turns guarding Cynful Tattoos. Whoever isn’t working has a shift, so she’s with one of us at all times.”
Will shrugged. “Works for me.”
“I like it.” Ray smiled warmly at all three girls equally.
“As long as Ryan’s mate is safe, I’m willing.” Steven had the same stubborn look his son got sometimes. There would be no changing his mind on the issue of her safety.
Chloe patted Glory’s leg. “Welcome to my hell.”
Glory whimpered. “But the crockpot is still here.”
Chloe smacked her brother upside the head. “Seriously?”
Ryan shrugged and took another bite of burger. “I’ll clean it before she moves in.”
“I’ll clean it.” Laura headed for Ryan’s kitchen. It wasn’t long before she shrieked. “Ryan David Williams! Get your ass in here now !”
Ryan gulped and got his ass in there.
Glory pulled the French fry basket closer as she listened to Laura bully her son into killing the alien life form. “So. Who’s helping me move?”
Chapter Eight
Glory yawned, stretching out on the huge bed. She’d had the best night’s sleep in quite a while, and the last
Every shifter in the room grinned as Alex flexed his fingers. “His ass gets bit.”
Steven clapped his hands. “All right, people. Enough about Jim Woods. He’ll be dealt with, I promise.”
“Dad.”
Chloe’s warning tone was ignored as her father continued. “For now, we need to figure out how to keep Ryan’s mate safe. We’ll handle Jim later.”
Everyone in the room, including Cyn, stared at Glory. She now knew what the juicy rabbit felt like just before the wolf pounced. “Uh. Hi?”
Steven Williams smiled warmly. “Don’t worry. We’re just going to watch over you twenty-four seven.” His blue eyes turned dark brown. “We’re not going to allow you to get hurt.”
“Are we even sure it’s a shifter who’s been stalking her? It could be a human.” Stacey moaned as she bit into her burger. “God, it’s going to be worth it moving here just for these.”
“It’s decided, then?” Alex had relaxed, settling on Ryan’s recliner, his mate in his lap. He was feeding bits of burger to Tabby, who accepted them happily. “We’re definitely moving here?”
Will Bunsun nodded. “Eric will be going back and forth to oversee the transfer, but Bunsun Exteriors’ main office will be moving here. We’ve got enough of a presence on the East Coast to justify the move, and we all agree we want to be near you guys. Eric will be moving here as well. We’ll leave the West Coast operations up to one of your other cousins. Probably Keith.”
Heather shook her head. “Nope. Both Keith and Tiff want to move with the rest of us. You’ll have to find someone else.” She shot a quick glance at Barney. “And it won’t be me, either. I like it here.”
Barney’s brows rose at her sharp tone. “Like I have a say in it.”
“You’re right. You don’t.”
“’Cause I can’t fit in a Hobbit hole.”
Heather yipped, a canine sound that had Barney laughing. “Asshole.”
“Heather, language.” Stacey’s tone was more amused than angry. “Call him buttmunch.”
Heather smirked at Barney. “Buttmunch.”
“You’re just cranky because you missed elevensies. You should eat something.” Barney ducked as Heather swiped a claw-tipped hand at him. He shook his finger at her. “Temper, temper.”
Laura exchanged a look with Stacey, who shrugged. They both looked like they were trying not to laugh. “It’s decided, then. Glory will move in with Ryan—”
Glory blinked, distracted by the slap-fight going on between Heather and Barney. Heather seemed to be winning, most likely because Barney was unwilling to use his strength against his teeny mate. “I will?”
Ryan’s mother smiled serenely. “Yes. You will. Because if you don’t, we’ll move in with you.” She ignored Glory’s protest and continued. “We’ll take turns guarding Cynful Tattoos. Whoever isn’t working has a shift, so she’s with one of us at all times.”
Will shrugged. “Works for me.”
“I like it.” Ray smiled warmly at all three girls equally.
“As long as Ryan’s mate is safe, I’m willing.” Steven had the same stubborn look his son got sometimes. There would be no changing his mind on the issue of her safety.
Chloe patted Glory’s leg. “Welcome to my hell.”
Glory whimpered. “But the crockpot is still here.”
Chloe smacked her brother upside the head. “Seriously?”
Ryan shrugged and took another bite of burger. “I’ll clean it before she moves in.”
“I’ll clean it.” Laura headed for Ryan’s kitchen. It wasn’t long before she shrieked. “Ryan David Williams! Get your ass in here now !”
Ryan gulped and got his ass in there.
Glory pulled the French fry basket closer as she listened to Laura bully her son into killing the alien life form. “So. Who’s helping me move?”
Chapter Eight
Glory yawned, stretching out on the huge bed. She’d had the best night’s sleep in quite a while, and the last
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