Page 17 of Kodiak's Heart

“Jensen.” Laramie let his brother hear his annoyance.

“What pack is she speaking of? Where is Malachi? Why would he send his daughter here? When were they attacked? By who? And does it have anything to do with Lawrence Walker? And where the hell did she come here from?”

“Plates say Washington state,” Laramie answered. “The rest we’ll discuss in the morning. I appreciate the concern, brother, but she was dead on her feet and chomping at the bit to get back to her daughter.”

“Malachi’s daughter,” Jensen added.

“Yes,” Laramie agreed.

“And you’re sure they’re not together?”

Laramie thought of where he’d had his mouth moments ago, where he’d like to have it again soon. He knew his brother smelled Em on him and tried his best to understand the concern instead of letting it piss him off. “Yeah, I’m sure. Let it go, Jensen. For now. For me. Let it go.”

Jensen stared at him for a long moment before finally nodding. “She’s human, Laramie.”

“I know who she is,” he growled.

“I hope so,” Jensen growled back.

Laramie watched his brother walk away then turned and headed upstairs. He took the first available room and shut the door before kicking off his shoes and falling on the bed. He wanted to be in his own bed, wrapped around Emersyn, but he knew that couldn’t happen. Yet. He would have her, for more than a lover. For his mate. When it came to Emersyn, he and his bear were in complete agreement. The woman was theirs. Period.

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