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He shrugged. “Then we’ll deal with it. For now, I just wanted to make sure you were okay this morning.”

At that, her brow lightened. “I am.”

He lifted his cup. “This is good coffee, by the way. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” She gestured to a pair of nearby patio chairs then sat down. He joined her.

She continued, “Ryan said they’ll bring breakfast over here when it’s ready. For now, though, I’ve been thinking, how would you feel about taking the party to Kryder.”

“You mean you want to take him on?” He confessed he was shocked.

“I’ve thought of nothing else since I woke up.”

He couldn’t help but smile. “What do you have in mind?”

~ ~ ~

Natalie crossed her legs at the knee but kept her cup in both hands. She wondered if her body-language made her look closed-up to Grant, which she wasn’t.

When she’d awakened, she’d spent twenty minutes just staring at him. He’d been on his back with one arm slung over his forehead. He was a beautiful man. She realized she loved his looks, even though he was very different from Aaron.

As she’d watched him, she kept thinking about their adventure the night before at The Sapphire Club. She’d barely been one-step ahead of the gifted fae in Kryder’s employ and ultimately, the fae had cornered her. She honestly didn’t know what she could have done differently.

Ryan approached with two plates, both piled high. Natalie smiled, but raised her brows.

Ryan chuckled. “I know. You’re not a wolf. But the cook insisted. Just in case.”

She took the plate that bore at least four scrambled eggs, eight slices of bacon and three pieces of toast. What she would have preferred was some melon and a muffin. Maybe some yogurt. “Thank him for me,” she said.

She set the plate on the small table between herself and Grant. He’d already dug into the eggs and stopped only long enough to grab a couple of slices of bacon and chomp down. She watched him for a moment. Wolf metabolism was quite different from fae. He was a very physical man besides being a Border Patrol officer.

“You were starving.”

He glanced at her. “I’m wolfing this down, pun intended, aren’t I? But yes. Starving. We were busy last night, especially there at the end.”

“We definitely were.” She chuckled and nibbled on the toast.

Her mind, however, took off sideways as she pondered the conundrum of Kryder and the fae working with him. She’d been very serious when she said she would do anything it took to take Kryder down. Her goal hadn’t changed a bit, even if they’d had a harrowing escape the night before.

Last night, however, they’d been on the defensive as they effected Alanna’s rescue. Tonight, she wanted something very different to happen.

Her gaze flitted from the tall Italian cypresses, to the morning glories, then to the lawn. The warriors were scattered everywhere, some of them moving over the property as they had the night before, others eating. She was reminded of the importance of her own role. She called her wolf forward and set her to patrolling the property as well.

Suddenly, she was hungry, too. She picked up her plate and began eating some of the eggs. A slice of bacon was next, more eggs, then toast. Pretty soon, she’d consumed over half the vast quantity of food but there was no way she’d be able to eat the rest.

She glanced at Grant. He was eyeing her plate.

She held it up for him to get a good look. “Any chance you’d like this, wolf?” She didn’t wait for an answer but handed the plate to him.

He took it and with a crooked smile began to eat. Yup, starved. And who knows what tonight will bring.

One of the wolves brought over fresh coffee and refilled their mugs. She stared out at her garden, letting her gaze follow the tall Italian Cypresses up to the clear night sky. She stayed with telepathy. We should go on

the attack.

He glanced at her and she met his gaze. What do you mean? He asked. Do you have something specific in mind?

All these wolves are loyal to you, right?

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