“I know this is what she wants to do,” said Jacque, “and when Jen decides she’s going to do something, nothing short of the end of the world will stop her.” She paused and let out a resigned sigh. “I’m going to talk to Peri.”
Decebel’s eyes briefly left his mate to look at Fane’s female. “What exactly are you going to ask her to do?”
Looking as serious as he’d ever seen her, she said in a cool voice, “I’m going to have her kidnap a lactation specialist.”
“National Treasure 2,” Sally whispered yelled as she leaned close to them and high-fived Jacque.
He rolled his eyes. The three women had a thing about movie quotes and references, and they could pull them out of their butts at the weirdest times.
“I’m going to take a guess that this is a woman, and it had better be a woman, who knows a lot about breastfeeding,” he said.
Jacque nodded. “Peri can just use her mojo to make the woman chill and help Jen and then make her forget. What’s the point in having a high fae at your disposal if not for stealing lactation specialists?”
“I don’t even know what to say to that,” he muttered. “If it will help her, I don’t care what you do. I just can’t stand to see her like this.” He motioned with his chin toward the woman he couldn’t live without.
“We totally got this, Dec. Just try not to say anything stupid between now and when we get back. She’d be ticked off if she marred your handsomeness in a hormone-induced rage.”
He smirked. “I always knew she only kept me around for my looks.”
Sally leaned in again and began to whisper. “I don’t think that’s the only reason. she does talk about you being hun—”
Jacque slapped a hand over Sally’s mouth. “And that’s our cue to leave. We’ll be back.”
He watched Jacque pull Sally out of the room, all the while asking her when she’d lost her damn mind and yelling at her to quit using her inner Jen around other males.
With the girls gone and no other distractions, Decebel didn’t know what to do with himself. He felt sort of what Jen would callpervy, standing over his mate watching her feed their baby, but he didn’t want to walk out. She might think he was leaving her to handle this struggle all alone. He began pacing without even realizing he was doing it. Like a caged wolf, he walked from one end of the suite to the other, his eyes shifting to their mate every few seconds, watching, waiting.Waiting for what?he asked his wolf.
A good hunter is patient,the wolf responded.
We’re hunting our mate?
He felt his wolf rumble his agreement.
Why, exactly?
Hunting like play,his wolf answered and gave Decebel the memory of him and Jen running as wolves together, playing like pups.
She’s not able to phase and run or even stay in human form and run,the man reminded his wolf.
Then play the human way.
Decebel thought about his beast’s suggestion as he watched his mate fix her shirt and carry their now-sleeping babe to her bed. Once she’d laid Thia down, she turned those big blue eyes on him. His heart stuttered in his chest as he stared back at her. Holy hell, she still took his breath away.
Chapter Three
“If I had known that I would be involved in so many she-wolf boob issues, I might have totally reconsidered the task the Great Luna had given me.” ~Peri
“You want me to what?”Peri asked as she stood in the library of the Serbia pack mansion after receiving an “urgent” call from Jacque.
“Simple,” Sally replied. “Kidnap a breastfeeding specialist, work your mind mojo so Jen can get the help she needs, and then put the woman back where you got her.” Even though Jacque had just said the same thing three times, Peri still looked confused when Sally tried to explain their idea.
“You both realize that when I gave you that phone and said use it to call me if there’s an emergency, I meant arealemergency, right?” Peri asked.
“If you had seen what that breast pump was doing to Jen’s girls, you’d understand that this definitely falls under the real emergency category,” Jacque assured her.
Peri groaned. “My life was so normal before you three came along.”
“Woman, please.” Sally laughed. “Your life has never been normal, so quit tripping.”
