and Grady going at it in the next room!”
Another truth.
From what I could tell after living down the hall from them for over a week, Tu and Grady were definitely enjoying their married status in every way possible. In fact, every night I get to hear how into each other they are, courtesy of the desperate squeaking of their overwrought bed and the grand finale of Grady, who I’d previously thought was completely mute, yelling out like a bull who’s just found the pasture of his dreams.
“I’m a little surprised the bed in their room is still standing,” I grumble to Tu’s two older sisters. “I could have sworn I heard it screaming ‘Euthanasia!’ last night. And from the sound of things, they were just getting started tonight when I gave up and came downstairs.”
Alisha and Janelle both burst out laughing—Alisha’s bold and direct, Janelle’s soft and pretty.
“Well, the least I can do is make sure my boys’ favorite video game producer gets her late night snack,” Alisha says, placing an open package of powdered mini donuts in front of an empty chair.
“Thanks,” I say as I sit down and stuff a donut in my mouth. “I’ll make sure to send you an advanced copy of Viking Shifters 2 when it’s ready.”
But instead of smiling at this announcement, the two sisters pin me with worried looks—Alisha’s tight lipped and focused, Janelle’s almost entirely made up of soft brown eyes.
My cousins are both tall like me, but that’s where the similarities end. Because they’re also incredibly beautiful, but in very different ways.
Janelle is like a slender ballerina with her delicate features and long straight hair. But behind all that beauty lies a sharp-minded lawyer with a big heart who’s already garnered quite a reputation in the wolf community. Not just because she’s one of only a handful of she-wolf lawyers in the country, but also because she goes balls to the wall for her clients.
Her younger sister is also tall, but not in any way delicate. Alisha has big, bodacious curves and wild curly hair. She might be an academic, but in no way would you describe her as weedy. She also has quite a reputation in royal wolf circles, but that has more to do with her five kids, all the result of two heats. She is legendary considering most wolves are lucky to have one pup. Oh, and also because she traveled back in time to Viking Age Norway when she was pissed at her husband—but trust me, that’s a whole ‘nother story .
And right now, Alisha and Janelle are looking at me like they’re more interested in my own story than they are in scoring free copies of Viking Shifters 2 —even thought it really is a highly anticipated game.
“So, Tee. What’s going on with you?” Alisha demands.
“How can we help?” Janelle asks, more gently.
Uh-oh . “Nothing. Nothing’s going on with me,” I answer, keeping my eyes on my packaged donuts. At least, it’s nothing they can help me with. They have enough to worry about, being moms and all, without adding me into the mix.
“Bullshit,” Alisha says. “We know something’s going on and you need to tell us what it is.”
“So we can help,” Janelle adds, her voice as reassuring as a fairy godmother’s.
“I don’t think you can,” I tell them truthfully.
“This is some Game of Wolves bull, isn’t it?” Alisha asks.
“Game of Wolves?”
Janelle jumps in, “That’s how Alisha refers to anything having to do with politics and marriage in our circles. Game of Wolves, you know, like Game of Thrones . But with wolves.”
“Because it’s all so ridiculously dramatic,” Alisha finishes. “So let me guess. You found out something bad about your fiancé and Uncle Wilton’s trying to make you marry him anyway.”
My mouth drops open. “How did you know?”
Alisha rolls her eyes, “Because Daddy tried to do the same thing with Rafe and me. It was so out of line.”
My heart sinks. “But you married Rafe. And you have five kids