dare you to say that to her when you see her and if I catch you ogling my woman, little brother, I will eviscerate your ass.” Boris flexed his hand. “Now if you boys don’t mind leaving, I need to shower. I have to pay a visit to Seri. We do still have that little issue of a report.” He rolled his head on his neck.
Rhys sobered. “Yeah, we have to take care of that. All the operatives I ordered back are in and dad will be in today, too. Once he gets here we can sit down and formulate a plan.” He turned his gaze on Boris. “What are your plans for Seri?”
Boris chuckled. “Be supernice as I escort her ass out of town.”
“Oh yeah, Boris, that will go over real well and get us a sterling statement.” Myka snorted.
“As much as she appears to want it, Seri is not my mate and there is no way in hell I’ll offer myself up on a platter to keep us out of war. Let the bastards come at us. There is a reason they came to us to solve their problems in the past. I say we give them a little bloodshed and tell the fuckers to back off.”
“A fight right now would be great but we have to do this the right way or we may very well be fighting the entire shifter nation. I would like to keep some of our allies. Make it appear that we are the ones being wronged.” Boris could hear the tiredness in Rhys’s voice.
“We are the ones being attacked and I swear it feels like a set up. Call the rest of our people home. I already have a core group of shifters ready, all we need is the go ahead and we’ll have a new counsel anyway. I would hate to think the current administrators don’t believe that I don’t keep my promises,” Boris added.
“Don’t go flying off the handle. I thought bears were supposed to be methodical. Dad’s been talking to the board’s various members on the sly. Let’s wait and get all the information before we make any decisions. If it’s as bad as we think, I’ll help you slit their throats.” Myka stepped between his brothers.
They nodded at each other.
“Okay, now, will you get the hell out of here? I have an ego to soothe and a mate to corral.”
Rhys and Myka headed toward the door and Rhys turned to meet his brother with a look of understanding. “I don’t envy you your tasks, Boris.”
Boris nodded. “I understand what your dilemma was, Rhys.” He clasped the man’s shoulder and squeezed it.
Turning the lock on his door he thought about Nix. The woman was a damn contradiction. She would look a snake in the eye and giggle, but let someone tell her how they feel and off to the hills she runs. He rolled his shoulders. Not this time. First, he had to at least try and make Seri happy, then ship her back to her home and pray she didn’t crucify Volkshire in the process. Damn, the things he did for his pack.
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Seri wrapped a towel around her body and walked into her bedroom. Excitement coursed through her form when she spied Kuma sitting in a wingback chair next to the window. It had been years since they’d shared a bed, and he could still incite an anxiousness within her. She tightened the material around herself and flashed a smile. He glanced up at her and turned his head to resume looking through the glass. She curbed her disappointment and cleared her throat.
“How is your arm?” He sounded as if he was inquiring about the weather.
“Good, I don’t think the little human knew what she was doing. The doctor said she missed the major arteries and tendons. I have minimal damage.” Seri raised her arm to show Boris the two stitched wounds. “Doc said these will fall out as I heal and we both know how quick that will be.”
“Don’t underestimate Nix, Seri, she knew exactly what she was doing. I daresay, I don’t think she felt like killing that day.” A brief smile ghosted his lips.
“You give too much credit to humans, Boris. You always have.” With a sigh, she took a seat across from him and let the terry fabric around her loosen. She crossed her