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as she leaned into his side. Welcome to Haven.
It had to be a good sign that Heather was so at ease with
her mate. Thank you, Sarah said.
Did Teri arrive? Donovan asked.
About half an hour ago. Heather looked toward the tall
upstairs corner windows. Daire has her upstairs. He says
she ll be fine.
Sarah Anne followed her gaze, dread and hope vying for
dominance. Do you believe him?
Heather didn t pull her punches. As a human or a woman
mated to a werewolf?
Both.
Heather sighed. As a human nurse looking at a human
patient, I don t see how she could be. As a werewolf s
mate, I have hope. Daire is an impressive man.
Garrett s fingers pressed the center of her spine and said,
Yes, he is.
Thank you.
Wyatt cocked his eyebrow at Donovan. I still think that s
one dangerous wolf.
Not to us, I don t think.
Don t think?
Hard to tell, Kelon said, walking up.
But you brought him here?
Kelon hauled gear out of the back of the SUV. You find a
way to tell him no and make it stick.
Wyatt glanced at the second story of the house. That
powerful?
Kelon put the packs on the suitcase. That mean.
Teri must be in that room. Sarah debated handing Megan
to Garrett, but with whom would she be safer? The man had
muscle on top of muscle and the wherewithal to use it. And
he saw the little girl as his to protect.
She shoved Megan into Garrett s arms before he could
figure out what she was doing. She kissed Meg s cheek.
I ll be right back, baby.
Megan plucked her thumb out of her mouth long enough to
ask, Stay, Garrett?
Sarah Anne looked up into Garrett s hazel eyes. She hoped
trusting her daughter to him wasn t a mistake. Yes.
Fourteen
SARAH Anne made it to just inside the door, but no farther.
Daire stood at the foot of the stairs, arms folded across his
chest, looking broader and somehow a lot bigger than she
remembered. The scars on his face lent a feral cast to his
features.
I want to see Teri.
No.
Just that. A no with no explanation. She wanted to gnash
her teeth. Why not?
He motioned toward the doorway to the right. From the
dark wood paneling and the big desk, she figured it must
be Wyatt s office. We need to talk.
After I see Teri.
The hair on the back of her neck lifted as the floorboards
creaked behind her. Wyatt stepped past.
Where had he been hiding?
We have some things to sort out first, Wyatt said.
Whatever it is, it can wait.
The soft smile he gave her did nothing to cover the order.
He motioned to the room. I m afraid it can t.
A touch on her thigh had her looking down. Megan clutched
her leg, blue eyes wide as she stared at Wyatt. She made
a soft sound of distress.
Sarah Anne glanced over her shoulder for Garrett. He
strode up the porch steps, wearing that slightly baffled look
everyone had the first time Megan slipped their grip.
Wyatt s gaze dropped to Megan. And that fast, his
expression softened.
Hello, Megan. Welcome to your new home.
Sarah Anne blinked again. Was he being . . . charming?
My name is Wyatt.
Mr. Carmichael, Sarah Anne corrected.
Wyatt cocked an eyebrow at her. That s a mouthful for a bit
of a thing like her.
Sarah Anne licked her lips. Manners are important.
Daire nodded. So are traditions.
She licked her lips again. That didn t bode well. Tradition
would have her packless. Tradition would have her
daughter killed. I m not that fond of tradition.
Wyatt s golden brown eyes met hers. The corner of his
mouth twitched. In annoyance or a smile?
I ve never been overly impressed with pack tradition,
either. That s why we re starting new traditions here.
She decided to take the bull by the horns. If they involve
you kidnapping my child, they re not going to fly.
His mouth twitched again. And it was definitely a smile. He
motioned her into the room. She didn t have any choice but
to go. Thank God Garrett was right behind her.
Is that a threat? Wyatt asked.
She squared her shoulders as she passed. Yes.
Two things happened simultaneously. There was the sound
of a scuffle and the door closed, trapping her in the room
with Daire, Wyatt and Donovan.
Not much of you backing that threat, Wyatt commented as
she spun around.
Wyatt, Heather gasped from the other side of the closed
door.
Garrett s energy pulsed against the edges of Sarah Anne s
mind in a relentless wave. He was telling her to stay calm.
That he was there. She took another gamble, holding hard
to that energy. I m not alone.
You ve accepted Garrett as your mate, then?
She looked at Daire s stony expression. She didn t doubt
for a minute that he d take her daughter if he saw a need.
She looked at Wyatt. He still had that half smile on his face,
but she didn t have any illusions there, either. He d take
Megan, too, if it meant pack safety. Donovan was the wild
card.
Yes.
The walls closed in around her. Energy whirled. She could
feel Garrett s intent. He was coming in.
She held tighter to his energy, needing him.
Stop it.
The order came out of nowhere, echoing in her mind.
Startled, she gasped and spun around. Daire?
There was a series of hard thuds against the wall. Daire
warned, He s not going to wait much longer.
Wyatt shrugged. He doesn t have much choice. If I say he
waits, he waits.
He has mating lust. She s telegraphing like crazy. I give
him about two minutes before he stops giving two hoots
who you are.
Wyatt smiled. Then I guess we ll have to make it fast. He
turned back to her. You sure about accepting Garrett as
your mate?
She nodded again. Yes.
Garrett cursed. Not like this.
What does it matter? she shot back.
She couldn t believe that she was the only one who heard
Garrett s thoughts.
With a pointed glance toward Donovan, Wyatt said, Then
it s settled.
Settled? What was settled? She wasn t even aware there
had ever been an option. What does that mean?
The sense that events were spiraling out of her control
increased.
It means just that. Your relationship is settled.
And Megan?
She s your mate s responsibility.
And Josiah?
He s pack, and will be brought home.
She couldn t ask for a more solid promise than that of her
Alpha. A bit of her anxiety faded.
And Garrett? You ll leave him alone?
Wyatt shook his head. Him I haven t decided about yet.
For a moment Sarah Anne was torn, but she owed the debt
of her daughter s life to Garrett. The least she could do was
to insure he had pack. If I decline the mating, would that
help you to accept him?
A snarl erupted behind the door. She felt the surge of
Garrett s energy.
Wyatt s expression was sympathetic. No, it won t.
So I chose him with no certainty?
Only the certainty any wolf is born with when meeting their
mate, Donovan answered.
How could she trust that?
Another surge of energy and a mental warning. Stand back!
Sarah Anne jumped back. Megan spun around as the door
hit the wall. Her face lit up with joy as soon as she saw
Garrett.
Gar!
All the males watched as the little girl ran, with total trust,
toward Garrett. He scooped her up in one arm and then put
the other around Sarah Anne s shoulders. The gesture of
possession summed up the one word that slipped past his
lips. Mine.
Instead of reacting with a snarl and a challenge, Wyatt just
laughed and leaned back in his chair.
Apparently no one, least of all her, is contesting that.
Garrett whipped around to look at Sarah. She forced
herself to meet his eyes.
Sarah Anne was in the process of accepting your mating
claim when you . . . interrupted,
Donovan said.
Garrett studied her for a heartbeat. The probe in her mind
was as gentle as his thumb s touch to the corner of her
mouth. There was hesitation but also . . . joy? His Finish it
was beyond arrogant.
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