“Not sure enough to inform Lawson. If he becomes sure, we need to control the situation. We have to think about Haven,” Hunter says.
“She gave her approval. She understands why he needs to find him and kill him.” I grin when I shock them again. “We can’t underestimate our mate.”
“We won’t, but we also shouldn’t underestimate her father. I sent someone to get her pictures. He got them secure and then watched as I instructed. If we had waited any longer, her father would have gotten them. Her entered the apartment and was inside for thirty minutes. When he came out, he didn’t look happy,” Bane says.
“Did he take anything?” I ask.
“No,” Hunter says.
“That’s odd,” I mumble.
“Unless he wanted the pictures, and just the pictures,” Bane says.
“Our guy went back in. We thought he could have trashed the apartment in a rage. Nothing was out of place,” Hunter says. “I’m diving deeper into his background. I don’t feel right about him.”
I always trust Hunter’s gut.
“Haven needs to move in with us,” Bane states.
“Bane, I’m not sure—”
“Remy, didn’t you just tell us not to underestimate her?” Bane reminds me. “She will. We need her close with all of us around her, all the time.”
“Rylee will understand,” Hunter adds.
“Fine. Will you both be here in the morning? We can do it together.”
“Yes. Our guy will be here with her things anyway,” Bane says.
“Take care of them, Brother,” Hunter says.
“Of course.” I hang up and slide my phone in my pocket. I hear the elevator before I smell Rylee’s scent, and I look at my watch. Ten o’clock. The date must not have gone well. Moving away from the bedroom, I walk toward the kitchen just as the front door opens.
“Worst date ever,” Rylee announces, locking the door behind her. “First, he didn’t pull out my chair. I know I can do it myself, but it’s nice not to have to. It’s also nice if I'm asked about myself. He loved to talk.” She slams her purse on the island. “I don’t mind dating humans, but I don’t think I will anymore. Just imagine his reaction when I told him I was a fighter. Let me tell you,” she says, wagging her finger. “He was less than pleased.” She opens the fridge and grabs a water bottle. “He was appalled. It wasn’t the profession of a lady.” She takes a drink. “I wanted to throat punch him. The food was yummy, so I stayed through the meal. He didn’t pay.” She rolls her eyes. “Whatever. On to the next. Where’s Haven?” I smile and shake my head.
“Asleep.”
“Lawson?”
“With her.”
She hums and leans across from me.
“She needs to move in with you,” she says, and I lift a brow. “Don’t tell me the four of you haven’t been thinking about it since you met her.”
“We have.”
“She needs to be in your space. I love her, but I won’t hold her back. I have seen the horrors of dating.” She cringes. “She doesn't want to go back out there. I know how important it is to find your mate, and she'll agree. All I have wanted is her happiness and for her to move here. I get both.”
“You surprise me.” I tilt my head.
“We haven’t spent much time together.” She motions between us. “I surprise a lot of people. I would never deny her happiness. She’s been an important part of my life, and she will continue to be.”
“I appreciate it. We discussed it tonight. We’re going to ask tomorrow.” I fold my arms on the counter. “We're looking into her father. He doesn’t seem right. We want her close.”
“Be careful with him,” she warns.
“What do you know?” I narrow my eyes.
