Ethan (Blackbeary Creek 1)
again, and nodded.
    “Yeah that’s it,” she said.
    “Okay,” he said. “I’ll take your bag. Come down when you’re ready.”
    He took the backpack off her shoulder, scanned the room, and stepped out into the hall, closing the door halfway behind him.
    Tegan took a deep breath, and hugged the black bear in her arms tight against her chest. The smiling, tattered stuffed animal had been a gift from her parents when she was very young, and it was the only toy from her childhood she’d refused to get rid of. Her parents hadn’t known she’d never shift, but she knew they would’ve loved her anyway.
    The surfaces of the nightstand and bookcase were cleaned off, the bed was made with sheets they reserved for company, and the drawers and closet were empty. She wasn’t one for keeping tons of sentimental stuff, and everything that meant anything to her, along with all of her clothes, was packed into the back of her SUV. The backpack that Tristian had carried downstairs held her laptop, notebook and purse, and she was the only thing left.
    She took a deep breath, and stepped into the hall the same way Tristian had, but she completely closed the door behind her. She walked down the stairs of the house, out onto the porch, and saw the guys standing around her SUV.
    She’d never seen the four men looking so forlorn, and their pained looks made her heart ache. She hadn’t meant to hurt them; she just needed to get on with her life. She plastered on a smile, walked to the passenger door, and placed her bear next to her bag on the seat.
    Graham handed her the keys, and she walked to the rear of the vehicle. She might not be a bear, but they were still her family, and tears filled her eyes. She hadn’t realized how hard it would be to say goodbye.
    Zach approached her first.
    “I’m going to miss you, half-pint,” he said, hugging her close. “Don’t stay way too long.”
    Zack and his cousin, Aiden, were the shortest of the clan at six-feet, three-inches tall. They both had jet black hair, and dark brown eyes, but their personalities were as different as night and day.
    Zach was the goofy, fun one, and he’d always called her half-pint, because though she wasn’t short, all the guys towered over her.
    “I’ll visit when I can,” she said, hugging him back.
    He nodded and let her go.
    Aidan approached her next.
    “If anyone bothers you, you call me and Zach, and we’ll be there,” he said. “No one messes with Tegan Ryan.”
    “I will,” she nodded in agreement.
    She hadn’t found out until her second year in school, but Tristian had hired Zach and Aiden to watch over her, and keep her safe, while she was away from home. They were excellent at their jobs, and the only reason she found out about them was because Tristian had hired them to work in his club, too.
    They were the best security team around, and no one wanted to be on the bad side of either one of them. Luckily, she never had been.
    Next in line was Graham, and when he approached, one lonely tear slipped down her face. They’d met during her first year in school, and though he was two years older, they became fast friends. Graham had made her first couple of years at college bearable, and when he graduated, she’d introduced him to Tristian in the hopes that he would stick around. Her plan had worked.
    Right from the start, the two men had gotten along great, and Graham easily fit in with the rest of the clan. The man was a walking tech wizard, and he’d made tons of improvements to the club, their homes, and most of the forest surrounding them.
    “You sure you want to do this?” Graham asked.
    “I’m sure,” she said.
    “Okay. I put video chat on your phone, and you’d better use it often,” he scolded. “No excuses.”
    “I will,” she nodded. “I promise.”
    “Drive safe.”
    Graham stepped out of the way, and all of the men moved back as Tristian approached her.
    “I know Graham asked you this already, but are you really,
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