Page 82 of Peace Maker


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Chuckling to himself, Frank realized the brothers and their mates knew which side their bread was buttered on after seeing them react to Dakota’s threat. Frank knew everyone would love Lizzie’s dish, but Dakota had endeared himself to him by his fierce protection of Lizzie. This was a very good pack and he was very pleased Dylon was now part of it.

As Dakota and Lizzie came bustling out of the kitchen loaded down with food, Zane caught a whiff of something new. Sniffing deeper, he could smell a delicious combination of…Oh wow!Trying to locate the source of the smell, he zeroed in on the big baking dish Dakota was carrying.

After setting it on the table, Dakota said, “Lizzie, why don’t you tell everyone about your creation?”

Giggling at being the focus of so many eyes, she blushed as she said, “I made you all a Frittata…well, my interpretation of one…with eggs, sausage, cheese, peppers, onions, and…uh…potatoes.”

Then, Dakota went around the table and gave a heaping helping to everyone before serving Lizzie and himself. Setting the empty baking dish on the sideboard, he sat next to Lizzie and said, “Bon appetit!”

Wasting no time, Zane dug into the Frittata on his plate. As soon as the first forkful hit his tongue, he moaned.Oh my gods! This is so fucking good! Soon other moansjoined his as his brothers took their first taste of Lizzie’s signature dish.

Frank smiled to himself as choruses of compliments were offered to his wife.Good, my Lizzie deserves it.But when he heard Carson suggest Lizzie stay for a while, he growled.

“Thank you, Carson,” Lizzie smiled. “But you have Dakota, and my Frank really needs me to look after him. I’m sure we’ll be back soon, though.”

“Please make it very soon, Lizzie,” Cody said.

“I will. After all, I have to make sure my son is treating you right.”

Dylon groaned as Cody’s brothers laughed. “Mom, trust me, I’m taking care of Cody, I promise.”

“I can see that. I just want to make sure you keep doing it.”

Frank snickered. “Son, you better give up. Haven’t you learned yet you won’t win an argument with your mother?”

Cody squeezed Dylon’s leg under the table to silence him before saying, “Lizzie, you come back as often as you want. Dylon and I will always be happy to see you.”

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After breakfast, Frank asked to speak to his son alone in Jackson’s study. Dylon looked at Cody who was playing with Daniel. “Do you want to come with me?” he asked.

“No, I’m going to spend some time with my nephew. You go ahead. I’ll be here when you two are through.”

Dylon leaned down and kissed his mate. “Love you,” he murmured, “be back shortly.” Following his father intoJackson’s study, he shut the door behind him and sat down. “What’s up?”

Frank looked at his son, glad to see him sporting a mating bite. “When I get home, I will inform the High Council Chairman of your mating to Cody of the Blackwood Pack. And then I will recuse myself from the investigation.”

“I expected that.”

“Yes, right. Until the investigation is over and the High Council has ruled on the matter, I cannot have any contact with you or Cody or anyone else in the Blackwood Pack.”

“What about Mom?”

“I don’t know. I’m going to try to have her excluded from any ban placed on me, but whether the Chairman will agree…I don’t know.”

“I understand. Let’s leave it like this. If I don’t hear from Mom, I will assume she was included and I will not contact her.”

“One more piece of advice, use everything in your arsenal to help Jackson in this matter. Your legal mind, knowledge of the workings of the High Council, and any other skills will be a big asset to him.”

“Of course.”

“Okay,” Frank said, “my next question has to do with the Silver Point Pack but not the complaint. Why did you leave them?”

“Let’s just say I didn’t see eye to eye with them.”

“About what?”

“About some of their practices. And that is all I’m going to say on the matter, Dad. I left, it’s over and I found myFated Mate. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.”