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their way as new parents without him. It was odd that he was going to another home with a new baby in the midst, but at least he knew how to change diapers now.
    He shuddered at the thought but went to Hunter’s side in the backyard anyway. Babies wouldn’t scare him away, damn it.
    Well, maybe.
    “Ready?” Hunter asked.
    “Yep. Thank you for this.”
    “It’s no worries. You’ll be staying in the guest house behind ours. I would have given you the guest room, but Leslie is staying there.”
    “Leslie?” Fawkes asked. “She’s Dorian’s sister right?” He’d heard about the male wolf who had almost killed Becca and Hunter and vaguely remembered the submissive sister who was on his friends’ side of the almost-war.
    Hunter nodded, a shadow passing over his eyes before he blinked them away. “She’s a good girl.” He let out a snort then shook his head. “I say girl, but she’s only twenty years younger than me.”
    Fawkes frowned. “So that would make her around forty then. Still pretty young in the scheme of things.”
    Hunter raised a brow. “Still older than you.”
    “Most people are in our line of work.”
    “Okay, let’s get to the den. Since the den is still in the human realm, we’re not going to open a portal like most people do. It’s more of a gateway to reach beyond our shields. Our den, like most, is located deep within a forest. You can usually make it there by foot, but there’s no point in doing so when we can open the gateway.”
    Fawkes nodded, letting all the knowledge he could gleam seep in. He wanted to know all about the realms that he could. Since he wouldn’t be returning to hell anytime soon, knowing everything he could about all others couldn’t hurt.
    Hunter opened the gateway and Fawkes stepped through. Rather than the normal fire and brimstone portal he was used to, this was almost a breath of fresh air. Soon he found himself standing amongst the trees, the scent of wolf and Pack filling his nostrils.
    Becca, who had come back to the den earlier to put Hazel to bed, stood in the doorway of their home and waved.
    “Good to see you, Fawkes,” she called. “Hunter will show you where you’re sleeping and in the morning, come right on in and we’ll have breakfast and show you around.”
    “Thanks, Becca.”
    Hunter stalked toward his mate, that single-focused determination making Fawkes uncomfortable. “Go to sleep, my mate. I will be in to tuck you in soon.”
    Fawkes turned away as Becca blushed. Thank the gods he was staying in a different home. The two lovebirds were still newlyweds, despite having a new baby around. They’d need time for each other.
    That thought reminded him that Leslie was living with them. He wondered how uncomfortable it was for her to stay there.
    “They’re always like that,” a soft voice said from his side and he turned, alarmed that he hadn’t sensed another presence around him. It was as if his demon was comfortable around this stranger.
    The voice came from pretty girl to his side. She had big brown eyes and straight long brown hair. On others, the combination of all browns might have been boring or plain, but Fawkes thought she looked beautiful.
    She was tiny—at least a foot shorter than his six-foot-one frame. She looked like she could fit right under his arms against his side as he fought the world for her.
    He blinked at that thought.
    What the hell did that mean?
    “Uh, you must be Leslie,” he said, his voice oddly hoarse.
    She smiled and it lit up her whole face. Gods, she was beautiful.
    He’d never reacted to a woman like this. He sure as hell wasn’t a virgin, he knew women, but this quiet woman with her downcast eyes made him feel like a tongue tied idiot.
    “Yes, I’m Leslie. You must be Fawkes, the demon Hunter said would be staying in the guest house.”
    Fawkes swallowed hard, not knowing what to say, what to do. He rubbed his palms against his thighs, wiping off the sweat that seemed to pour from