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“I don’t like this,” Kismet said.
“Which part?”
She rolled her eyes. “All of it. I don’t want you going to see her without me.”
“There’s going to be a fight, sweetheart. If I’m worried about your safety, I won’t be at my best. I want you where I know you’re safe. Let me put down the threat and come back to you.”
She blinked at him a few times and sniffled. “Are you going to kill her?”
He exhaled and let his thoughts roam for a moment. Would he kill a female who threatened his mate? Abso-fucking-lutely. Would he give this bitch a chance to leave and never return? Yeah, he’d offer that first. If Stef was smart, she’d bail. She didnotwant to go against him or his pissed-off wolf.
Ren cupped her face and kissed her tenderly. He could taste the salt of her tears and feel the anguish in her heart through their connection as truemates. “I’ll do whatever necessary to keep you safe, sweetheart.” He pressed his hand gently to her belly. “Youandour little ones.”
* * *
Ren didn’t really know where to start in the ruins of the house, and he kind of just wanted to head to Payler to kick Stef and her pack to the other side of the world. His wolf paced, furious. The house was their den. No wolf worth their fur would purposely ruin another wolf’s home. It was just a shitty move. And what the fuck was her problem, anyway? Why couldn’t she take a hint and find someone else to bother?
That was the million-dollar question.
Which he wouldn’t give two fucks about, if it weren’t for the fact she refused to slink away into the dark and leave him and Kismet the hell alone.
“I wish my powers were something along the lines of lifting heavy objects,” Kismet said suddenly.
He turned to face her in the ruined family room and couldn’t help but laugh. Pulling her close, he hugged her hard and said, “How do you do that?”
“What?”
“Know just what to say to change the mood?”
“Intuition I guess. Or I’m justthatawesome.”
She lifted her head and wiggled her brows at him.
“You’re definitely awesome.”
“I’m in good company.” She turned her head and looked at the room with a sigh. “What should we do first?”
“Well, I’ve only got about forty-five minutes until I need to leave. I’m going to call to have a dumpster delivered so we can just toss everything into it, but that will probably take a day or two. In the meantime,Ican haul out the furniture to the front yard and you can grab trash bags in the pantry and load up the lighter-weight things.”
“Okay.” She rose onto her toes and brushed her lips against his. “I’m sorry this happened.”
“Me, too, sweetheart, but it’s not your fault.”
“Or yours,” she pointed out.
“Fucking feels like my fault.”
“It’s absolutely not. You can’t help being irresistible.”
He grunted but didn’t hide his smile at her sweet words. He didn’t feel very irresistible right now. He felt like his past had painted a giant target on his mate, and nothing filled a mated male with more rage than worrying over his mate’s safety. He opened the front door and propped it open, then returned to the family room and lifted the easy chair that before—when he was alone—had been the place he spent most of his time. Now that he had Kismet, they spent time on the couch where she could cuddle up close to him and invade his space in the sexiest of ways. The bottom of the easy chair fell off and narrowly missed his foot.
He carried it out to the front yard and set it down, then used his cell to call Dade, to find out who he used for dumpster delivery.
“Heard about your house,” Dade said. “I’ll call for one to be delivered for you.”
“I can do it,” Ren said.
“Nah, it’s just easier if I do it. We have an account with them since we use dumpsters from time to time. What size?”
