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existed.
    As far as in-laws went, I couldn’t think of a better bitch to battle with. The desire to do more than the simple recon and damage control I’d been working on was making the synapses in my brain go haywire. Acceptance and readiness bubbled up from the blood I sipped in my veins. Things had begun to change nearly a century ago. Delineations weren’t as black and white as they used to be. This would be the chance to annihilate the fucking lines altogether.
    “Shelly?”
    I flicked the button to put my phone to sleep. A slip to my pocket and I turned my mind toward the wonder twins as they descended the stairs. Steven and Matthew twittered at each other like birds as they flowed down the carpeted steps.
    I didn’t respond. These two talked enough for an entire conversation between five people. They would fill in the what? my glare implied eventually.
    “Well, doesn’t she seem to retain that log up her rectum?” Steven kissed Matthew on the temple and they continued through the room without bothering to stop and tell me what they’d originally wanted. I heard them snickering and cooing at each other.
    The two of them had been partners for so long you would think they’d be over the honeymoon stage. Blech. It was not all that unpleasant to hear them during a hot session of sex. Add in their fondness for each other and vampire strength and stamina and I found myself reaching for the popcorn on some nights.
    When I was sexually under-satisfied, like now, it was more frustrating than enjoyable. Hell, were I their type, I might have considered knocking on their door for a little relief.
    Alpha Paulson held too much of my mind. Well, not my mind exactly. More often the man held my libido in a vise grip that he couldn’t help but squeeze with those healthy muscles of his. Too bad my sister-in-law was his daughter.
    I shook my head and stood to trek into the lower levels to work on the blood inventory. I was damn near a whole episode of Maury with this crap.
    I went through the new numbers the Matheo had provided. I understood the blood needs of hybrids after living with Jake. The miasma attached to my brain had been inside Jake long enough that his acquisitions were imbedded there as well.
    We kept, at the Matheo’s request, extra blood for guests and for healing injuries that might occur. Even if we were in full battle and entertaining a dozen bloodthirsty guests, this new level of requirement leant to a minimum of two dozen hybrids. How large of an army had the Matheo amassed under my nose? What good was all this knowledge if I was putting the pieces together too late?
    Another text vibrated my phone.
    Two hours. Meet at the bird watching platform. If you don’t make it, I will assume you are not with us. Fight right, Barbie. Be there.
    Working with Alphas was a pain in the ass. Two hours wasn’t a lot of time, but I would get to this meeting. The donors needed food, and I’d make sure one of the refrigerators would malfunction. I went to the donor’s wing with a wire stripper in hand.

Chapter Ten
    Rick
    Doc jumped from behind the bale of hay we were using as a shield. After a few cursory shots with his paintball gun, we moved back a little more to the edge of the field.
    “I can’t believe this is how we are meeting.” I could have thrown these balls faster than this weak air rifle shot them. “I feel like an idiot.”
    “Are you kidding? This is brilliant.” His laugh was more of a wolf wheeze than a human chuckle.
    “I can’t believe you are older than me.” Part of me envied Trevor’s ability to let go and enjoy every little thing. No matter our mission there was still time for him to smell the roses. I always ended up trampling the flowers before I got a whiff.
    Bang! Bang!
    Green paint exploded across the chest of a member of my Pack, and I crouched back behind the bale. The wolf fell to the ground and began to writhe in pretend agony. The paint balls stung, but with our physique, the marks