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easy. Ideas filled her head and she mentally sorted through them, tossing out the wackier notions. She gazed down at the name written on the plastic, Matos Snoil. For the time being she would keep her information to herself.
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    Colin gazed at the numbers, the pack was hemorrhaging money and he couldn’t figure out where the leak sprouted from. With the funds they were receiving from the government contracts, Volkshire should be flush with cash; instead they were broke. In the morning he would cancel all of Reana’s credit cards. Her spending habits needed to change, receipt after receipt showed where she was buying clothes for all occasions but there were no items for the boys. Most times his sons didn’t wear clothes since they preferred to play as their animals. She wasn’t doing anything special for their people. There were damn receipts for every frivolous thing, except groceries or particular supplies to help out struggling pack members.
    He bent over and pulled out his bottom desk drawer to yank out his bottle of cognac and a tumbler. He set them on his blotter and poured two fingers worth of liquor into his glass. Even with Reana’s spending, there was still way too much missing. He took a sip of the alcohol then absently set the drink down. Amber liquid sloshed his fingers when he placed it on the uneven plane of his desk calendar and the wooden surface. He set the glass right and shook his hand while pulling a few tissues from the box next to the phone to dry his fingers.
    A creaking drew his attention to the door that was slowly opening. Boris poked his head around the barrier and gazed up at him. A hesitant smile spread his lips, exposing his recently lost two front teeth. Overnight his son grew up like a reed. Gone was the tiny cub hiding close to the carcass of his mother.
    His boy had bounded out, bearing his teeth to protect the one person that should have been protecting him. When he and Reana found Boris, he expected disdain from his wife. Instead she diverted the little brown bear’s attention while he scooped him up. Boris was named for Reana’s father and although he never expected to be a dad, adopting Boris was something he would do over again and again if needed. Surprisingly, Reana took to the cub, which had him rethinking his idea of seeking a divorce. She wasn’t exactly a people person but her attentiveness to Boris showed a side of her he’d never seen.
    That was five years ago and the only positive in his marriage that he could think of. Since that time, Reana had given birth to twin wolves, Rhys and Myka. It seemed with three children underfoot she did an about-face, ignoring Boris and the boys. Sometimes going days without seeing them or even inquiring about them, she was indifferent to their welfare. He didn’t understand what happened or why, and no longer cared. But he had his sons and found his mate, and it was time to get off the crazy train that had become is life and move on.
    “Daddy?” Boris patted his thigh. His eyes were big as he gazed up at Colin.
    “Hey, Boris, what are you doing up?” Colin hefted up his son into his lap. “You should be sleeping.”
    Boris shook his head, shaggy strands of hair brushed his slim shoulders. His chest heaved as he inhaled and tears pooled along his lower lids. “Daddy, was I a mistake? Do you want me? I can be good. I promise. I did-dn’t mean for my mommy to die. I tried to protect her but she shoved me away and told me to hide.” He rushed through the words, his tiny body shaking. “What’s a runt? Am I a runt? Why doesn’t Granddad like me?”
    Colin narrowed his eyes. What the fuck was going on? “Where did you hear this?”
    Boris’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I heard Granddaddy and Mommy talking.”
    “Son, if no one else in this world ever wants you, know that I always will and I’m the one that counts.” Colin grinned and tickled his son under his chin. His child’s laughter soothed his battered soul. He