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scar. The mating mark. “And what about me?” she asked softly. “Are you going to try and convince me I am one of these Lycans, too?”
    Pierre shook his head. “No, you’re still human, albeit a special one. Remy accidentally claimed you as his mate. The saliva in the bite on your neck set off a chain reaction in your body. You’ve probably noticed you heal rapidly, and you are stronger and faster. You also probably have a keener sense of smell, vision, and hearing now, too, I’ll bet.”
    She nodded her head and peered down at her son, who’d crawled off her lap and chased after a ball. “And Jacques?”
    “Is Lycan like his father.”
    “I see.” Mina wouldn’t meet his eyes, choosing instead to follow the antics of her son.
    Abruptly she spoke. “I guess that explains certain things, but not what you’re doing here. You came looking for Jacques or someone carrying this special Lycan gene. Why?”
    “Because we had to see why and who was living outside of our pack. There are rules to follow. Things you have to do to keep our secret safe. The first one being no human doctors.”
    “Kind of late for that now.”
    “Not completely. My brother’s fudged the test result so that Jacques’ DNA looks normal. But you can’t return to that doctor.”
    “I take it there’s no cure?”
    “No.”
    “Doesn’t that just figure,” she muttered. “Devil, werewolf, it’s the same thing in the end. Are we evil?” she asked, suddenly looking him in the eye.
    Pierre started to chuckle then saw how seriously she waited for a reply. “Uh, no. Well, I’m not personally, but I am sure there are some who might be, just like there are humans who are. Being a werewolf is a biological thing. We can no more help it than you can help being born with blue eyes.”
    “Except while Jacques was born this way, Remy somehow changed me when he bit me. Thanks for clearing that up. I guess being part wolf is better than a demon.” She stood up and gestured to the door. “Is that all I need to know? Keep the secret. Don’t go out on full moons. Take my son for regular walks. I don’t suppose there’s a pamphlet you can mail me or a book I can get on how to raise a werewolf’s kid?”
    “This isn’t a joking matter.”
    “Yeah, actually it kind of is. I guess it’s kind of a relief in a way. Here all these years I thought your son was the devil and that my son might be the Antichrist, but instead he’s a puppy. Forgive me if I’m finding all of this a tad hard to believe but put yourself in my shoes.”
    “It wasn’t supposed to happen this way,” Pierre tried to explain. “Remy shouldn’t have claimed you like he did.”
    “Obviously,” was her dry reply.
    “There are rules we follow, steps to take before a male claims his mate and tells her the truth. Remy got ahead of himself. If given the chance, he would have made it up to you, but I’m afraid he was beyond foolish that night.”
    “I wouldn’t call being drunk foolish. He chose to get loaded. I didn’t choose to get mated to the devil—sorry, to a Lycan—and have his child.”
    “I am not excusing his behavior. However, you’ll be glad to know he did learn his lesson that night. He no longer drinks.”
    “Good for him. Why should I care? Is he in AA looking for absolution? Finding the people he wronged and apologizing for his actions? Well, tell him he can strike me off his list.” Mina bristled, her earlier meek demeanor dissipating to show the strong spirit she hid inside, a feisty spirit that Pierre approved of even if it bordered on stubborn. Fun times lay ahead for his son.
    “I am not here because of Remy.”
    “Then why are you here? You say you didn’t know about Jacques. You obviously weren’t expecting to find me. But you were expecting to find a Lycan. Fine. You got one. So what now? You going to enter us in some logbook? Maybe send us a welcome basket?”
    “Now that I’ve found you, found you both, you’ll have to come back