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Connell jumped out of Yogi’s truck and hustled up the back porch steps. His sister was outside, pacing back and forth. When she saw him, her eyes lit up, but they dimmed when she saw Malcolm coming up beside him.
For a second, the blond Were paused, his eyes gravitating to Mara before skittering away. He put his head down and went through the kitchen door with the rest of the search party to get something to eat.
Connell lingered, reaching for her as the door closed. “I missed you, rugrat,” he said, hugging her tight.
Mara smacked his back with a free hand before tightening her hold on him. “Me too, asshat.”
Connell smirked and ruffled her hair. She wrinkled her nose and swatted his hand away.
“How are you?” he asked.
“I should be asking you that,” Mara said with a frown. “You lo
