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night was half over
and I was tired. I needed extra time for a nice sleep-in.
    She started toward the hallway.
    I halted her before she got out the door. “Hang on. Max will walk you
home. It’s not always safe to wander alone at night.”
    Especially when she was the council leader’s daughter and had no
supernatural abilities to call on. She was now a weak link in the Lebron house
and we needed to keep our vulnerabilities protected.
    I grinned at Maximus as he passed me. His expression was one of
resignation. I was about the only person in the world he let order him around.
Not even his brothers would try it. 
    Mischa’s eyes widened as she moved to Maximus’ side. He was so large and
she looked tiny. I hoped I didn’t look that small and delicate against the
Compasses. I moved across to her, and leaning in gave her a hug goodbye, before
whispering in her ear: “He can scent your interest. I’m not sure if you care
that he knows, but if you do … try and tone down the arousal.”
    She hugged me harder. “Thank you,” she whispered back, although her
cheeks were a pretty pink color when she pulled away.
    I waved as they left the house. “See you in the morning.”
    I shut the door firmly behind. I made it six steps into the living area
before I was surrounded by large men.
    “What?” I growled, pushing through them. I hated their dominance shit.
    “You didn’t answer your phone, and then we come back to check on you and
you have ignored our rule about letting people in while we’re not here.” Tyson
followed me, practically stalking my ass. I spun around and planted my palm
firmly on his chest. I opened my mouth but my tirade was interrupted.
    Braxton tilted his head as he spoke. “We were worried about you.” As
always his words tugged at my heartstrings. The angry reply I’d been about to
hurl at Tyson fell away unsaid.
    “Shit, I’m sorry, it was my sister. I figured she didn’t mean any harm.”
    Jacob playfully scooped me into his arms. “We know nothing about her.”
And with a laugh he tossed me through the air and across the room onto the couch.
I hit it pretty hard – lucky I was a shifter. “She might not even really be
your sister. Her energy is cloaked. I’m getting zero read on her.”
    Braxton growled. “A little more care next time, Jake.”
    He dropped down next to me, his big hands coming around to rub out the
tension in my shoulders. I groaned, closing my eyes as he worked out the knots
I didn’t even know I had. His strong hands paused as I groaned again, before
the rubbing motion started up again.
    “Stop doing that, Jessa babe.” Tyson’s voice sounded strangled. “We made
a pact, no inappropriate thoughts of you. You’re making it a little hard right
now.”
    I caught the double entendre there.
    I stuck my tongue out at him, my eyes still closed, but I did halt the
groans that wanted to emerge. Shit, Braxton was a god with his hands.
    “Mischa has never shifted,” I said, when I could finally speak again. “I
can see that she’s been spelled, her abilities cloaked … plus, she looks
exactly like me.”
    Braxton moved, his hands digging deeper. “She looks similar to you, which
could be achieved through a spell also.”
    I started to squirm, moving until his hands were on the spots I’d just
decided needed some work.
    I bit back another moan. “They would have had to deceive the high council.
I’m sure they do some sort of test to detect truth from lie.”
    There were nods all around.
    “They definitely do that, but did you ever stop and think someone on the
council might be out to get you and your father? It wouldn’t be the first
time.”
    Julianna was a replacement leader, brought in after Derk, the last
vampire councilman, was discovered plotting to destroy the Lebron line. Of
course, someone removed his head the day before his trial, and no one knew who.
The Compasses had been questioned, and they’d had this amazingly detailed alibi.
I’d listened