weakness to exploit. They continued to toss each other back and forth, crashing into trees and the brush. Generally making a mess, both bears covered in leaves and twigs.
Since there was going to be no winner without one or the other getting hurt, Conner’s animal backed away and tossed his head back towards the cabins. Wyatt’s bear huffed back and they took off back towards Conner’s house. They split up as they got close, shifting back to their human bodies to grab their clothes. Again Wyatt shimmered back to standing, with Conner fighting his way back into his own skin.
Chapter 5
The day went as expected; Dax toured the camp, checked Wyatt’s truck and found the same scent at all the scenes. They knew who their saboteur was, and even had a picture that Dax’s sister had emailed from the employee files before getting on her airplane.
Wyatt and Jinger offered to pick her up from the airport that afternoon. Actually Jinger had offered and Wyatt said she wasn’t going alone, because he barely let her out of his sight now. They had headed out a few hours ago. It would take a few more for them to return. Living this far from any major city had its advantages and disadvantages. Fresh air in exchange for long commutes to amenities.
Conner kept busy at work, reviewing the plans to plot out the new planting area. He followed up on the area they’d planted a few months before. They were lucky the trees had gotten a long soaking to get established before this dry spell started. They were heading on a month with no rain. The trees were hardy and doing well. His mother was overjoyed since she was planning an outdoor wedding for Cage and Sophie in a few months.
Finishing his rounds Conner made his way back to camp. He checked in with Cage and Dax at the office. Then told them he’d see them at dinner. His plan was to head home and get a few stiff drinks in him before he had to deal with the cacophony of noise that was sure to reach epic proportions tonight. They weren’t a quiet bunch, but with the addition of Sophie and Jinger, the girls could keep conversations going non-stop.
The noise grated on Conner and his bear firmly agreed. Women, how do they always have something to talk about? They seem to all talk at once too, over each other and louder and louder. Batten down the hatches if they start laughing, it was ear-splitting. What he really couldn’t understand is how his brothers, hell even his father, would just look upon their mates with gentle amusement. Totally off their rockers, all of them.
Conner made sure to shower and dress in clean clothes after he got home. Picking out a pair of worn Wranglers and a black t-shirt with a faded logo of Metallica on the front. Conner wasn’t a big rocker, but he went through a serious rebellious phase in his youth when he was trying to drown out his bear with rock music. Didn’t work, he just looked like a douche with long hair.
Knowing he wasn’t going to be able to delay too long before his mother started calling him asking why he was late, he headed for his parents’ home.
Walking up he saw Jinger’s car in front of the house. They must have gotten back from the airport. The house was lit up, glowing in the darkness of the forest. Conner could smell meat cooking on the BBQ in the back.
Turning open the door, he saw his brothers, dad, and Dax standing around by the fireplace in the front room. All drinking beer, except for Dax, he was of course drinking wine, pansy. Conner stepped into the group giving his dad a pat on the back and accepting a beer from Wyatt.
The smells inside the house were great, cheese and potatoes signaled Sophie’s gratin. There was the smell of his mom’s pies, it smelled like blackberry. And there was something else, something oaky mixed with sunshine. It was warm and appealing; Conner wondered if it was the fancy wine Dax was drinking.
Letting his eyes scan over the kitchen area across the room, he saw his mom and Sophie bent over