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Both Mom and Dad are six feet huge, and I know for a fact that Mom would go after someone like a mother bear if they tried anything at the house."

Papa nodded. "Good. I have to get back to work. Get your stuff out as soon as you can. That way we can get some peace around here." With that, he got in his truck and left.

"That's my father."

"Ouch." I nodded, and we went inside. We stripped out of our clothes, and I plopped into his lap, pulling his arms around me as I lay against his massive chest. There was a momentary stirring beneath me, but it subsided when Zeke smelled I was not in the mood for anything other than being held.

"Want me to talk to him?" asked Dylan as they strolled into the house a moment later. Colton looked at us and nodded like he liked what he saw, while Gene locked the doors and windows.

"He won't change. At least he doesn't really blame me for all of this, which is a step away from his normal." He nodded. "We're staying in?" I asked.

"Yes. I know you and Zeke can stay inside without too much problem, but Colton needs to get out, and I'm not fond of being cooped up even though I can stand it. Dyl, if Colt gets out of hand, you know what to do."

Dylan nodded as Colton and Gene stripped. I looked at the coyote. He was such an enigma to me. Well, no time like the present. "So, Colton, care to share a bit about you?"

"Not really," he said and then looked over his shoulder with a cheeky grin. "What's on your mind?"

"Honestly, a lot. Some of it is the fact that I know next to nothing about you except you came from Ohio."

"Ah. Well, I can tell you a bit about myself. Not much with the moon coming up, but enough to still some questions." He sat in the chair and leaned back for a moment to gather his thoughts. "First thing is I wasn't born a Lycan. I've always had a fascination with them. Not like Dyl, who could spot them from across the world." He grinned at Dylan who winked back. "I was a jock in school. Football, baseball, wrestling...I liked keeping fit. Which is probably why I am the way I am now." He looked out of the window. "I guess...it comes down to me making one wrong choice."

When he stopped talking, I realized he was just done sharing, which was frustrating as all hell. "Tell me something I couldn't figure out just by looking."

"As much as I love being Lycan, I hate it as much." That was something I didn't know. "So, if you ever want to talk about hating your furball, let me know." His grin was the same one he always used when he was being insufferable.

I couldn't press because I felt the change happening, and after that, there was no sense in mewling like a kitten at a coyote. Still, when Gene came over, he kicked back against the sofa and set his hand on the coyote's head. I padded over, batted at Colt's muzzle, and then curled up next to Zeke.

"Ever feel like we're babysitting a bunch of animals, Gene?"

"All my life, Dyl." They shared a laugh.

Morning came without incident, and Gene had us back out side and on the run. Today's hell was avoiding detection by a group. Namely the other Hunters the Homestead Pack had in residence. "It's a capture the flag style mission. Zeke is behind enemy lines and you have to get in, get him, and get out with as little stir as possible. The men will be acting as normal humans except for one unknown who will use his full senses to find you. You will have until sundown to rescue Zeke." That would be harder. We didn't know which one was going to be the one not acting. Avoiding all of them would take too much time, and if we're seen, then it would be a failure.

"No going easy on us, guys," said Dylan.

"Maybe a little easy," said Colton with his cheeky grin. The eight of them smiled back.

I turned to Zeke, and he took my face in his hands, kissing me soundly in front of all of them. I forgot how to think right then, and my arms alternately wanted to wrap around him and fall limp at the same time. When speaking was possible, I stuttered out, "I'll find you and get you back."

"You better," he wuffed.

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