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nature to accost a lady on short
acquaintance. He would have to find a way to work up to it slowly,
in the natural course of things.
    Somehow.
    “There’s a small farm on the other side of
the valley that supplies meat for us. They were given startup
capital by the tigers who lived here before and have a top notch
organic operation. The steaks are some of the best I’ve ever
eaten,” Geir promised as he grilled the aforementioned steaks on
the state of the art kitchen grill.
    The big kitchen gleamed with stainless
steel, professional-quality equipment. Everything was built on the
large side, and built to last. Geir liked it and was pleased to see
that his guests appreciated it too.
    “Anything to drink other than tea?” Beau
asked.
    “In the fridge,” Geir answered, still
working at the grill. “Help yourself.”
    Beau reached into the gleaming metal
refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer, automatically getting
one for Geir, which was nice of him. Beau popped the tops off and
handed the cold bottle to Geir as he came over to admire the grill
and the bounty upon it.
    “This is quite a place,” Beau observed.
“Thanks for putting us up.”
    “You are more than welcome here,” Geir said,
being sure to include Jacki by meeting her gaze briefly. “It’s a
big place for a bachelor, though I suspect it’ll fill up fast once
the rest of the Nyx’s people get here. They intend this compound to
function as a garrison and first line of defense, which is similar
to how the tigers used it.”
    “How many can you fit in the house?” Jacki
asked, looking around again as if to try to calculate how many
people would fit into the rooms he had showed her.
    “This was home to a rather large family of
tiger shifters, but you might’ve noticed some of the outbuildings
as you drove up. A couple of those structures can function as
barracks and there are cabins all around the property, and all
around the mountain, in fact. The idea would be to have everyone
train here in the dojo—the big barn you probably saw as you drove
up—and live in various locations around the perimeter of the
mountain, similar to the way the tigers ran it. We’re moving a few
things around, of course,” Geir added. “We need to make this place
our own and not rely completely on all the work done by the tigre d’or . It’ll be good for the Nyx’s Clan to have
permanent homes near her, for those that choose to move here.”
    “Clan Kinkaid is a little different from
most others since we’ve got two major groups of shifters under our
banner, though there are way more lions than there are selkies,”
Jacki observed. “Still, the pantera noir is something else
altogether, since black cats can come from a variety of
species.”
    “And the Nyx has been on the run almost all
her life,” Beau put in. “No roots. It’s hard to run a Clan when you
don’t have a base of operations anywhere.”
    Geir was pleased they both seemed to realize
the challenges Ria would face in uniting her scattered people.
    “That’s all going to change now,” Geir said,
as if making a promise to himself. “She’s going to make her stand
here and her Royal Guard will follow her anywhere. They will form
the nucleus of the Clan, as they have for many years.”
    “How did you come to be the Master of the pantera noir Royal Guard?” Jacki asked. Geir’s tiger
strutted around inside his brain, pleased that its potential mate
was curious about his background.
    “I was born in Iceland, as you can probably
tell from the accent I have never quite managed to lose.” Geir
paused to smile. His story wasn’t exactly a cheery one, and he
wasn’t sure he’d be able to tell all of it. It wasn’t really a
secret—just something he preferred not to discuss most of the time.
But if he was going to tell anyone, it would be Jacki. And he
realized he didn’t really mind Beau hearing it either. Beau was a
brother, of sorts. A lone tiger who had chosen a solitary path.