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angst-filled TV show rather than the Beta of the Nocturne Pack.
    “I’m telling you to do what you want, like you’ve been doing, but if you want to talk to me, go sit with Jamie and her men.”
    He nodded then risked her ire by tracing her cheek with his finger. She shuddered, and he inhaled her sweet scent, which held a hint of arousal.
    Good.
    Her left her standing frozen and walked to the back corner where Jamie, Ambrose, and Balin sat, smirks on their faces.
    “Smooth,” Balin said then took a sip of his beer. “You sure know how to make the ladies swoon. Fuck!” He rubbed his side where Jamie had elbowed him, and Hunter snorted.
    He sat down at the round table and took in his surroundings. He’d been too distracted by Becca to notice the bar, other than the people who could prove to be threats. The dragon hadn’t changed much in his bar since the last time Hunter had been there, but he’d at least cleaned up the debris from the fight.
    His hands fisted as he remembered the pale form of his mate in his arms as she’d shuddered, taking what he’d thought to be her last breath.
    “Hunter?” Jamie asked. “She’s fine. You don’t have to growl.”
    He blinked away the memories and turned to Jamie. Like the rest of Becca’s friends, she was pleasing to the eye. Her brown hair and brown eyes might have seemed boring to some, but he knew the two men on either side of her thought she was the sexiest thing in the world. 
    “Sorry,” he grumbled.
    “Four years is a long time to not have to hide your abilities,” Ambrose said quietly. “It’s only been a few weeks since you’ve been back. You’re allowed to not be who you once were.”
    That was an understatement.
    “I’ve always been a wolf,” Hunter said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve never been normal . Will she accept that?”
    He didn’t have to state who she was. It was blatantly obvious.
    Jamie smiled. “I don’t think what you are will be a barrier. It’s who you are and what you do that matters. As long as you explain your absence and have a damn good reason for it, I’m sure you’ll come to an understanding.”
    Coming out of the nightmares and trying to piece together his Pack seemed like decent reasons. He just hoped Becca agreed.
    “So, you want to tell us what you’ve been up to?” Jamie asked.
    Hunter shrugged. “What I said I’d be doing when I left. I needed to take care of my Pack before I could bring in my mate.”
    Balin raised a brow. “And did you get everything taken care of?”
    Hunter thought back to the council members and his aging Alpha but only shook his head. “Almost.”
    Jamie narrowed her eyes. “You better not hurt our Becca. I might be small, but I pack a mighty punch.”
    Hunter remembered the magic running through her veins and held himself back from bowing at her feet and baring his neck. She was a powerful djinn while he was only a lowly wolf in comparison.
    “Don’t forget Faith, dear,” Ambrose said with a smile.
    Who knew the warrior angel could smile so warmly?
    “Wait. Faith?” he asked, genuinely confused. Yes, the woman he’d met seemed a bit abrasive, but he’d thought it had just been the tension of the brewing war at the time.
    Balin shuddered dramatically and pulled Jamie to his side. “Let’s just say if you bother Becca in any way, Faith will be there to make sure you never do it again.”
    “I’ll keep that in mind.” Really though, what could Faith do?
    “I see that look, Hunter,” Ambrose said, a smile in his voice. “Don’t underestimate any of the lightning-struck. They were strong before the strike and are even stronger now.”
    Jamie beamed at him then pulled the angel closer to her and their demon. “You are so getting lucky tonight,” she whispered.
    Jealousy ate him at the words that were meant for just the three of them. He turned to watch Becca move. Though she usually moved with the grace of a dancer, sometimes she’d trip over thin air and