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strength. Beneath her ear, she could hear
the steady beat of his heart. Kane was a good man, a wise Alpha, a
loving mate and great father to their pups…when he had the
time...
    “Hey.” He
placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face up. Kissing her
slowly, he whispered an apology against her lips. “I’m sorry. I
should have left the call until later.”
    Elise stared
into his amber eyes, seeing the contrition there, feeling it
through their blood bond. “And I need to be more patient.” She
pressed a kiss to his mouth. He opened to her and the kiss
deepened. A groan escaped him and he gathered her closer, sliding
his hands down her back to cup her rear.
    “Excuse
me…”
    A knock at the
door had them both sighing and reluctantly pulling apart.
    “Yes?” A faint
growl could be heard in Kane’s voice as he addressed the intruder.
Elise twisted in his arms and saw Daniel. The young man looked a
bit sheepish at having interrupted.
    “Sorry to
bother you, but Ryne wants everyone downstairs right now so he and
Mel can cut the cake.”
    “We’ll just be
a minute.” Elise tried to give the boy a reassuring look since he
was eyeing Kane nervously. Little wonder given the fact that a low
rumble was coming from the man. Daniel gave a nod and disappeared.
She turned back to Kane and admonished him. “Quit growling. There
was no need to scare him; he was only delivering a message.”
    “I know, but
his timing was lousy.” Kane gave her a last quick kiss before
stepping back. “Ryne probably sent him here on purpose just to
interfere.”
    “I doubt…”
Elise paused. Knowing Ryne, that might very well have been the
case!
     

Chapter
5
    Sam kept Damien occupied by pointing out features
of the neighbourhood and introducing him to some of the human
population. She told them he was a ‘friend’ from the West Coast and
no one questioned her, though a few gave a knowing grin no doubt
silently including the words ‘with benefits’. It didn’t really
matter to her. They could think what they wanted. She knew some
speculated about her apparent lack of male companionship and that
was fine. Let them speculate all they wanted about her sex life; it
kept them from thinking about more important matters like the
unusual makeup of the ‘family’ she lived with.
    And speaking
of family, Damien was going to start asking questions soon. Every
wolf knew that the pack would want to greet a new member, learn its
scent and determine its place in the hierarchy. She’d put him off
this morning, but it was time to bring him up to speed before
meeting the others.
    As they
entered the rusted gateway that led to the pack house, Damien
reached out and adjusted the house number. It held in place for a
moment before falling back into its usual crooked position. He cast
a look at her, one brow raised.
    Sam winced
inwardly. Some might see that as a symbol of a poorly managed
pack.
    “Your porch
needs repairing, too.” He gestured towards the broken treads on the
steps.
    “It’s on my
list.” She replied tightly, not mentioning that her ‘to-do’ list
was a mile long and she was doing her best, but there simply wasn’t
enough time. It was her job and she took responsibility for any
failings. An Alpha didn’t make excuses.
    “I’ll fix it.”
There was no condescending tone to his words, just a gruff
statement and steady look.
    It made her
uneasy, as if he could read her mind and knew that she’d often
wondered if she’d be able to hold things together. While there was
no way he could know that, she still answered guardedly. “Thanks.
It’ll help give you a presence around here, in case Sinclair’s spy
happens to be watching.”
    A look passed
over his face, so fleeting she couldn’t identify it, but then he
nodded. “You have any tools?”
    “Yeah. I have
tools.”
    “Good. I’ll
get on it today.”
    “Interior
design and home repair?” She relaxed enough to tease him as they
rounded the corner of the