The minute she saw them head out, their heads nearly swerving off their necks as they sought her out upstairs while they walked off, she waited for her mates to join her and started a mental countdown.
Thankfully, for their sakes, they didn’t piss around.
Within two minutes, all four of her mates were trundling in, and Shawn was the only normal one among them.
The three Shifters stayed close to the door, on the opposite side of the room. Shawn strode deeper into the suite, taking a seat on the sofa she’d picked to complement the bare half of her bedroom.
When he sat down, he swiveled his attention between both sides of the room like he was watching a goddamn tennis match.
“Someone explain what the hell’s going on, please?” he asked gruffly when the men made no move to step deeper into
