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on the wide bed.
    James did the same, then settled to her left.
     
    Samara cupped a hand over Jason's cock. By the way James tensed, Jason guessed she did the same to his brother.
    Oh, yes. She wants us.
    Not to mention, she feels cooler.
     
    * * * *
     
    The knock on the door was undoubtedly Roberto again. It's unlikely to be news about Samara. Updates had already informed him that her fever had spiked dangerously high but James and Jason had brought it down again. The latest reports were that she was past the danger of complications—her breathing, heart rate, and the swelling in her arm all greatly improved—and sleeping soundly with her mates.
    That means it's Marcus's answer. I need to hear it, whatever it is. But he admitted to himself that the idea of killing one or more of his pack members exhausted him.
    "Yes?"
    "Marcus has returned, Sebastian."
    "Show him up."
    Sebastian went through the formality of moving to his desk.
    Roberto showed Marcus in and closed the door behind him.
    One look at the younger wolf gave testament to the fact that Marcus's evening had been no less stressful than his own.
    Marcus took a step toward the desk and held out a small wooden chest to him. "My sincerest apologies, Alpha."
    He took it carefully, set it on his desk, then opened it. Inside were another three Hunter's Fangs, along with what appeared to be a similar weapon, shaped as a set of brass knuckles with a smaller blade at the far end.
    "Dear Goddess." Sebastian choked the words out, past the lump in his throat and the stomach acid rising.
    Marcus went to his knees. "My daughter assures me that is all of them, but I will have everything of my father's searched again to make sure there are not more hiding places we have missed. I have also alerted my sister to do the same."
    He raised his face to look at Sebastian. "She didn't know what they were. By the Night Mother, she could have killed herself with a nick of the blade." He took in a deep but halting breath. "Christiana gave me everything and let me determine what was a hunter's weapon and what was not. I fear other young wolves may not know any more than Christiana did. Who knows how many are in danger and don't know it."
    Sebastian nodded wearily. "I have already told Pietro and the other Alpha Maestros to have a required class about it this week, and I will be making another proclamation on the matter."
    "We await your judgment, Alpha."
    I don't have the heart to kill them. Admitting it made him feel weak.
    "Take your daughter home. Search for more weapons. Spread the word that anyone caught with Hunter's Fangs, from this day forth, will face death for it. My daughter will live. So will yours. This time." He let the threat hang between them.
    "There will never be another incident," Marcus vowed. "Thank you, Alpha. Your consideration is more than I dared hope for."
    "Go on. It has been a long night for all of us."
    He scrambled to his feet, bowed, then made his way to the door. The nod he sent before he walked out let Sebastian know he'd won the loyalty of Marcus's line, as long as they remembered this day.

Chapter Five
     
    Samara shifted in bed, stretching her arms and back. She went still at the feeling of bare skin under her hand. Not her own skin but rather that of someone else in bed with her. The crisp hairs and ridges of muscle attested that it was a man.
    This is new. A twitter of laughter stuck in her throat and she swallowed it down.
    Okay. Before I panic, retrace my movements. How did I get here?
    Christiana attacked me with a dagger. Those gorgeous brothers who live downstairs showed up. Jason wrapped his shirt around my arm.
    Everything after that was a fevered blur. A not unpleasant one though. Someone was bathing her.
    With my clothes still on? No, not my clothes, but clothes.
    Touching led to kissing. The delicious feeling of two men pressing on either side of her, their cocks hard and long against her skin.
    Through clothing. Samara corrected