Darren and I had just finished eating when the door to the dining room opened up.
“Lyle!” I jumped up from my seat and ran over to him. I gave him a big hug, ignoring the grumbles from my protesting, jealous mate, gods I love him. But Lyle was becoming someone special to me. As if he were a brother too. He might have started to go into rut, but he was fighting against himself. It wasn’t just for himself and his brother, but for me too. I appreciated him.
“You trying to get me killed?” Lyle chuckled, giving me a small hug back. “I know it’s been a few days, but are you okay?”
“Yes. Thank you for protecting me. Even when you went feral, you were still struggling and I just wanted you to know I appreciate you.” I watched as he grinned, rubbing the back of his neck.
“You are going to make
