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“Can we leave before she changes her mind?” Fionn whispered to Hunter.

“Pet, trust me, she isn’t going to change her mind, but let’s go, we still have the rest of the galleries on my list to see.” Leading his mate out to the car, Hunter waited till everyone piled in before telling the driver to head for the next gallery on his list.

“Why are we going to another one? She’s going to handle my work.”

“Yes, but we haven’t seen her Representative Agreement yet…and there is always the possibility it won’t be fair to you, so since we’re here, let’s check out the rest because it won’t hurt to have a backup.”

“Thanks, mate, for watching out for me,” Fionn murmured, snuggling against Hunter’s side. He’d never have thought of that and he thanked the Fates for giving him someone who knew about business.

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“Hey babe,” Steel said, entering Jackson’s study. “Got a minute?” Bending down, he gave his mate a kiss before pulling up a chair next to him at his desk.

“Yeah,” Jackson said, turning away from his computer and looking at his mate. “What’s up?”

“Carson asked my dad and brother if he could transfer to a different position within Dire Enterprises.”

“Why? I thought he loved what he was doing.”

“I thought so too, but at their meeting, Carson said he wanted to find a job overseas some place but wouldn’t tell my dad and Slate the reason why. Do you know anything about it?”

“No, he never said a word about it to me, at least not yet.”

“Dad asked him if you knew and your brother said he was going to tell you, but not until his plans were firm.”

“Hmm, I bet Cody knows but I’ll have to wait until he gets back. Or, maybe Colton does…but I don’t want to bother him because he’s looking after Mom. Does Dire Enterprises have a position for my brother?”

“Slate said he’s putting together a list of openings we have for Dad to look at.”

“Okay.” Frowning, Jackson knew something had to be wrong if Carson wanted to leave the pack, wondering if their mother’s survival triggered his request. His brother was the quintessential Alpha and he and Carson had butted heads ever since the massacre. Just as Dakota was closest to their mother, Carson had bonded with their father. Mulling over the possibility his brother couldn’t deal with his feelings that the wrong parent had survived, he thought it might be the reason his brother wanted to leave.

Sighing, Jackson kicked himself for not figuring it out sooner.Shit…of course… not that it matters because I can’t change what is.“When will your father make a decision?” he asked Steel.

“Don’t know, but I’m sure he’ll speak to you first before offering anything.”

“Thanks. Cody will be home tomorrow, so I’ll see if he knows why Carson wants to leave. In the meantime, how fast can you build a place for David to use for his duties?”

“That’s one of the reasons I met with my father and Slate. They agreed it only made sense for me to move our construction division here, at least temporarily, so we can speed up building the different structures we need…and that includes one for David. Since it won’t be very big, I put that at the top of the list.”

“Also,” Jackson added, “Adam needs an office, hopefully close to Zane’s computer room since that is where David always is.”

“No problemo,” Steel said smirking.

“Oh no, not you, too.”

Shrugging, Steel replied, “What can I say? Kieran grows on you after a while.”

“Oh shit, that reminds me, Logan wants to know which room he and Kieran can have for their pup’s nursery.”

“I’ll meet with them and find out what their plans are about moving to a suite.”

“Thanks. By the way, be sure your meeting takes place in Logan’s studio.”

Raising his eyebrows, Steel asked, “Why?”

“You’ll see,” Jackson said, standing. “Meanwhile, Ian is waiting for me, so if that’s all…”

Tugging his mate down onto his lap, Steel nibbled Jackson’s lips before devouring them in a hungry kiss. Finally, he pulled back, crooning in Jackson’s ear, “That’s all…for now, but later I have plans for you and me. Remember that,mo chroí.” Then setting his mate on his feet, Steel gave Jackson’s butt a swat, before letting go of him.