Extraits

Mercy braced herself to return home the next morning. “Do you think the house is still in one piece?” she asked her mate. “No one’s heard from any of the group that went to the party.”

Riley had a dubious look on his face. “Either they got into a big fight, or they had one hell of a good time.”

Neither, Mercy thought, augured good things for their home. “It’ll all be worth it,” she said, patting her belly. “I want our pupcubs to feel as welcome in SnowDancer as in DarkRiver.”

Riley reached out to rub his knuckles over her chin in silent agreement just before he brought their four wheel drive vehicle to a stop next to two other vehicles covered by snow.

“They’re still here,” he said, surprise in his tone.

“God.” Mercy stepped out. “I hope they didn’t murder one another.” It was ten in the morning on the first day of the new year. The two of them had spent the night with family down in DarkRiver land—Riley’s siblings and mates, their families as well, had all come down to join them. The two of them were getting really good at alternating packs for events and it was wonderful to see the bonds being built between their two families.

“If they did murder each other,” Riley said quietly, “we’ll bury the bodies and feign ignorance.”

Mercy laughed and rose to haul her mate down to her mouth for a possessive kiss.

“Sometimes, you think like a cat.” She approved.

He squeezed her ass, his slow smile making her heart melt into goo all over again. “Come on, kitty cat, let’s go see the damage.”