the two women into the room full of shifters, which
felt weird, like two worlds colliding. Sara looked around at the large
assembly of the Lionsgate pack and halted in her tracks, her eyes getting very
big. Jordan was right behind her. She was used to Mac and Ben, but this would
be the first time meeting most of the rest of the pack. Clytie was proud; the
teenager managed not to let her mouth hang open, but it was a near thing. “Oh,”
she snorted out a little laugh and came to a stop, “hello.”
“ Hello, ” Ian
purred the word back, and more than one pair of male eyes turned to glare his
way. Though Clytie thought privately that Demon’s was the scariest, what with
the growl he added in warning. Ian didn’t even notice; he was too busy
drinking in the long length of Jordan’s stellar legs in her short denim skirt,
black tights, and knee-high boots to pay attention. Poor Liam choked on his
coffee again, his eyes gazing over at the sight of her beautiful teenage
niece. For her part, Jordan was looking around the room with a small smile on
her face, going from hotty to hotty as if she was trying to choose the hottest
man in a room full of major fire starters.
Sara just looked stunned.
Clytie cleared her
throat. “Sara, I didn’t know you were coming or I would have warned you about Demon’s
family visiting.” Not that she had known they would be, but it sounded good.
She cleared her throat when her sister still looked flummoxed. “Let me introduce
everybody.”
“My sister Sara and her
daughter Jordan.” She pointed at the two and then turned to the rest of the
room, going in order from left to right, “Shawn and Cleo, Lucas and his m . . .”
She stuttered a little here and went with it, “Miley. The young men at the
island are Liam and Ian, and you already know Cassandra’s men, Ben and Mac.
And Roxy is flipping pancakes.” She smiled at the little girl who was too busy
concentrating on her all-important pancake flip to be bothered.
Sara looked at everyone
and her brow scrunched at the many ranges of looks and colorings. No one looked
like Demon, though they were all larger than life. “You are all related to
Demon?” She almost choked on the name, but managed to get it out for once.
“We had the privilege of
serving with Demon in the military, so we consider him a brother.” That from
Lucas in his grumbly voice of authority.
“I see.” Sara’s voice
was hesitant but she didn’t see , not really. She turned and spoke
directly to Demon which had never happened before that Clytie could recall. “You
have a beautiful house,” she said simply and Demon acknowledged her with a nod.
“Have you had some news?”
Clytie asked, jumping to the obvious conclusion. The tightening of her voice
had Demon moving to her side. She snuggled into his arms gratefully.
“No,” Jordan was quick to
say, giving her aunt a small encouraging smile. “I wanted to come see you, and
mom decided she had to come along.” From Jordan’s rolling of the eyes and her
tone, she was not in favor of this addition to her visit, and Clytie wondered
at the reasons behind it. She doubted it was sisterly affection. More likely,
she had figured she needed to come and see what her daughter was being exposed
to.
“Well, you’re always
welcome,” Clytie said, willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. Luckily,
she didn’t think Sara heard Demon’s low snort at her words. She elbowed him
anyway.
“We were just about to
talk about the wedding,” Cassie said out of the blue, which had every eye going
to her, including Clytie’s sister’s. Then Jordan being as smart as a tack
turned and caught the flash of bling on Clytie’s hand. “Aunt Clytie, you and
Demon are getting married? So cool!” The excitement in her voice was
contagious and Clytie smiled, even with the absolute silence coming from her
sister.
“I didn’t realize you
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