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away when his voice entered her mind.
    “Seek out what you want and grab it. I’ve heard triad bonds are very powerful.”
    Then he left. She stood there, staring at the closed door. Where the hell had that come from? She hadn’t been thinking about the mating dance she was about to invoke between herself and the males that had obviously formed an alliance during their trip to Black Mountain.
    Yes, she’d noticed their mingled scents when they’d materialized here earlier. She caught the concern and the slight possessiveness in Blaine’s hard gaze in the brief moment his guard was down. Then there was the bite. Blaine only bit during sex. She knew that first-hand.
    Keegan could have pulled the thoughts from either one of them when he entered the house.
    There was no running from two of them.
    Fuck.
    She was in for one hell of a mating dance. She just hoped it didn’t turn into an egotistical male pissing contest.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    Blaine paced in front of the mantel in his father’s living room and, most of the time, the conference room for the enforcers. He was still seething from the attempt on his and Graham’s lives. Anger ran in his blood like lava.
    It’d taken nearly all day to get through the human authorities’ bullshit. Since Black Mountain was too far for Blaine to use the bond with his father to draw on his mind-bending abilities, he’d been forced to rely on his charm. Which, as Cam would have put it, was like a wet cat trapped inside of a plastic bag.
    He cringed at the thought. He seriously wasn’t that bad, was he?
    True, he growled a lot, and the alpha in him demanded to be obeyed. He was a born leader, the Heir to his Pack. He would one day step in as Alpha. And the Alpha never showed weakness.
    By the time he and Travis materialized a few feet from Isaac’s house, and away from human eyes, the police and firemen were already there. So Blaine’s plan to have Travis put out the blaze by using his pyrokinesis and returning home within the hour was shot to hell.
    No, he had to stay and see to it that the humans didn’t suspect anything out of the ordinary. He also wanted to make sure the rogues weren’t still around. It would put the icing on the cupcake for the stupid-ass mutants to show up and expose the whole shifter race to the humans.
    Dammit all to hell.
    He took a deep breath to help soothe his growing need to kill something, stopped pacing, and turned to face the room. Hayden, the wolf Marshal, sat in his usual seat closest to the door. He was the co-leader with Blaine of the enforcers and sentries. Where most Packs had one member per title, Ashwood had two. Keegan and Luna had agreed it would be better to ensure both the wolves and leopards recognized the equality of power that strengthened the merger of both Packs.
    The Betas, Alec and Dane, sat on barstools at the bar-style countertop that separated the kitchen from the living room. Dane had his computer open. Alec faced Blaine with his elbows resting on the counter behind him.
    Travis, Blaine’s new brother-in-law and Pack Tracker, stood against the wall to Blaine’s right, arms crossed and an expression that seemed to mirror Blaine’s mood. Travis had stopped the fire from spreading to the forest around Isaac’s house in Black Mountain, but it had taken a lot of the male’s energy to do so, as well as a lot of attention so that they weren’t seen by the humans. However, he didn’t let it show, even though Blaine could feel it through the bond that tied him to the enforcers.
    Blaine had told him to go home and rest, but the stubborn-ass alpha male refused, saying he needed to be at the meeting. Blaine had to respect him for that. Travis had once been the Alpha of Hunter Ridge until his Marshal turned the Pack over to the rogues two years before. Travis lost everyone in his Pack, except his daughter and mother.
    In the La-Z-Boy, between where Travis stood and the couch, Keegan lounged, looking relaxed and content