Wyoming?”
“Killed?”
“Yes. It was on the news, remember?”
Katlyn took the glass of wine that was offered her. “That’s what worries me. I can’t see the death not taken seriously. We very well are all being hunted.”
“No reason to think that, Katlyn. All you need to do now is concentrate on readying the school. Once you meet the students, you’ll have something to distract yourself from thinking about the past. Concentrate on the present and how long it will take Brendan and Chase to reconnect with you.”
Sipping the wine, Katlyn shook her head. “There’s no way I’ll allow myself to be swayed. Perhaps you might be interested, though.”
“Nope. Angus, on the other hand, is mighty interesting.”
“Mighty? You’re sounding like you’re from the west already.”
“Don’t even try to say cowboys don’t interest you, Katlyn. I saw how you looked at them. You want them. There’s no sense in denying it.”
“I’m not denying anything. I’m just not going to get too near them.” Katlyn finished her wine and set it down. “I do wonder how Paige fits into the picture.”
“Since it seems like they already like to share women, it’s hard telling.”
“That club was for shifter-human interactions. If they had that kind of deal right here, then why would they have gone there in the first place?”
“You did say they were mountain lions, which are known to be more of loners, but there has to be a reason they live together on this ranch. I’m also curious about the children. Is it possible that they’re shifters, too?”
“I don’t care if they are. I was hired to teach the children and that’s what I’m going to do.” Katlyn yawned. “I’m heading to bed now. We’ll both need our sleep.”
When Katlyn hit her bed, sleep eluded her completely. Her body tingled, thinking about seeing Brendan and Chase. Neither of them were happy to see her, though. But why? There were so many things she wanted to know and they were the only ones who would be able to help her find the answers she wanted.
* * *
Katlyn snapped open her eyes when someone pounded on her bedroom door. “Up and at ‘em,” a voice said.
Instead of getting up, Katlyn buried her head under the pillow until Tessa opened the door. “Time to get up, teacher lady. Folks in Wyoming get up mighty early.”
Katlyn headed to the shower and surfaced twenty minutes later, donning jeans and a tee shirt and slipping on boots. While she yanked a brush through her hair, she caught sight from the upstairs window of Chase outside astride a horse, laughing at whatever Brendan was saying on another horse. Chase wore gray jeans and a hoodie vest; not exactly what she’d call western attire. His hair was cut military style and was quite short, whereas Brendan hid his longer, dark locks beneath a black cowboy hat. The plaid shirt he wore was open and flapping in the wind, revealing his muscular chest. They both nodded and rode away, leaving Katlyn to contemplate her decision to stay well away from them. How on earth will I be able to do it , she thought.
Tessa appeared in the doorway with a cup of steaming coffee from the smell of it, handing it to Katlyn. “Are you about ready? Brendan and Chase stopped by while you were in the shower.” She smiled. “I think they were hoping to see you.”
Katlyn’s brow arched. “I doubt that. I’m sure they just wanted to make sure I was heading to the schoolhouse soon.”
“Think what you want, but those guys want you, Katlyn, and there’s no way you’ll be able to convince me otherwise.”
Katlyn sighed and followed her friend downstairs where Angus was tidying up the kitchen, but had three plates on the table filled with pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon. She sank into a chair and said, “Did you cook all of this, or did Tessa?”
“I tried to, but he wouldn’t let me help,” Tessa said. “I have to admit that it’s nice to have a man cook for a change. If it were up to