Rosie POV
“I’ve got a strange feeling,” Thyra said as we all sat around the kitchen table after Alpha Max finished whatever pep talk he was having with Taegan.
“Not another one of your damn feelings again, woman. I’m not riding the gluestick again until our asses are heading home.”
“Not that kind of feeling,” Thyra scoffed, waving her hand dismissively at her mate.
“Gluestick?” I leaned over and whispered the word as a question to Rian.
“Don’t ask,” he grinned crookedly and made a dramatic roll of his eyes.
“I don’t want to hear s**t about any more of your damn feelings. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this one.”
“It wasn’t a bad feeling, you grump,” Thyra slapped his arm. “I just got the sudden feeling that I was missing something great happening back home.”
“Something
