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over. Johnny gasped.
    “Why are your eyes that color?” He pointed his finger at Gabby’s face.
    Gabby reached up and felt his face. “What are you talking about?”
    Montana walked over and cursed. “Stay with him, men. I’m going to get Nicholas.”

Chapter Six

    Maverick sat back in his chair as he stared at the eight men in his office. What was going on lately? It seemed everyone was coming to him about pack land lately. “So, are you asking to live here?”
    Mr. Lakeland shook his head. “No. I just want your permission to live in Brac Village. Me and my boys found a place to live. One of the old farmhouses is for sale. I want to purchase it and work the land.”
    “Cowboys? Interesting.” Maverick pulled at his soul patch as he thought about it. It would be nice to fill up some of those empty farmhouses littering the outskirts of town.
    He knew they needed to expand, breathe new life into their small town. The people who lived here deserved to have a thriving community. “And what exactly would you be raising?”
    “Angus cattle, corn, and poultry. We come from a long line of farmers and ranchers so we do know what we are doing,” Mr. Lakeland argued his point. “Although, one of my sons owns his own construction company.” Mr. Lakeland pointed to the one sitting on the couch. “Roman likes to build instead of grow.” Roman’s father sounded proud of this fact.
    Maverick nodded, filing that bit of information away for a later use. This was better than a community of misplaced elves. At least these men looked large and able to do long hours of labor. “I’m not going to ask you for a cut. What you grow is your own. Your profit is yours.”
    Mr. Lakeland’s eyes rounded as he looked at his sons and then at Maverick. “Are you sure? We don’t mind giving a percentage to pack.”
    Maverick shook his head as he sat forward. “Mr. Lakeland, I have enough money to take care of my pack for a very long time. I refuse to take it from the sweat off of a man’s back. Keep it. Invest it back into the community if you want. But as far as pack dues, we don’t have those here in Brac Village.”
    “Well hell,” one of the sons said in amazement. “I like it here already. Got any fine-looking single men around here?”
    “Chauncey!” Mr. Lakeland chastised his son.
    Maverick chuckled. “He’s fine.” Maverick chuckled as he turned to the son speaking. “None that I’m aware of. Everyone in this house is taken.”
    “Well damn, guess I’m back to my hand.” The large man sat back on the leather sofa like he was aggravated and miffed.
    “Chauncey!”
    The son didn’t look the least bit contrite. Maverick liked them. “Then by all means, buy your house. I’m not going to tell anyone about you. I want you to have a chance to fit in and make friends. Of course my Beta and Commander will know.”
    “Of course.” Mr. Lakeland nodded.
    “I’ll even give you room to run.”
    They shook hands with Maverick as the Lakelands stood. “Welcome to Brac Village.”
    He walked the family out and stood at the door as he watched them climb into their truck. He hoped he made the right decision letting bear-shifters move here.

    * * * *

    “We need those medical records.” Nicholas stood in Maverick’s office arguing. “He’s getting sicker, and I don’t know what to do for him. Not even the wolf physician can help. He’s clueless when it comes to vampires.” He dropped into the leather chair, looking helplessly at Maverick.
    Maverick picked the phone up on his desk and dialed, hit speaker phone, and then laid the phone back in its cradle.
    “Hello, Maverick,” a smooth voice spoke.
    Maverick leaned onto his desk, wondering why it seemed so crazy around here lately. “Christian, were you able to obtain Gabby’s records?”
    The prince of vampires sighed. “The doctor says he was strictly forbidden by Gabriel’s father to release them. He won’t go against his own leader’s orders, but said he