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she had given the girls a ride to school, as
Sasha’s mother needed the car. He’d offered to pick them up, but she told him
not to bother as Mac drove them home when Sasha didn’t have the car.
    Savron’s lion had been edgy all day and refused to
come out when he’d needed help with a troll interrogation. So now he waited
leaning on his car for Sasha by the school car-park. Brandon stood waiting next
to him.
    “I can’t believe you’re picking up your human girlfriend
and our sister up from school. Have you seen her in her uniform?”
    “Yes.” Savron had. It had been the first time he’d
met her. He didn’t really remember what she was wearing as he was stressing
about the way his lion acted around her.
    Brandon had a huge smirk on his face. “Have you seen
her in uniform knowing she’s your mate?”
    He growled, not wanting to talk about this stupid
stuff with Brandon.
    Brandon laughed. “Oh this is going to be classic.”
Then he went quiet, and Savron could feel Brandon’s eyes on him. “Holy shit! Sasha doesn’t know you’re here to pick her up.”
    Savron ignored his brother hoping he’d drop the
subject.
    “Who’s supposed to pick them up?”
    Savron looked anywhere but his brother. He didn’t
want to admit to his jealousy, and he would have to if he told them who was
going to drop them home if he hadn’t been here.
    Brandon went through names of friends, and then he
added, “If you won’t tell me I’ll just ask the girls.”
    “Fucking hell, you’re not going to leave this alone,
are you?”
    Brandon shook his head.
    “Fine, Mac.”
    “Mac Fierce, the werewolf alpha’s son?” Brandon
chuckled. “How did you find out?”
    Savron crossed his arms over his chest not willing
to confirm anything. “Mom told me when she came in to help with some paperwork,”
he mumbled, caving and telling Brandon what he wanted.  
    The bell blared, saving him from answering more
questions. People poured out of the school.
    He saw Sasha and almost came in his pants. Crap . Her hair was down, and she wore
only shiny pink lip-gloss, and she had a bright laughing smile on her face. The
uniform was a white shirt with buttons undone to show just enough cleavage. The
jacket that matched the tiny skirt emphasized her breasts. To top the outfit
off she wore black leather knee-high boots. Sasha was a walking fantasy come to
life.
    Savron stood up straight and walked towards her. He
watched Sasha giggle at something Mac and his buddies said. Mac’s arm came
around her shoulder, and Savron snarled. People stared at him, and Mac,
Britney, Sasha and others in the group they walked with stopped.
    Mac smiled at him, and the fuckwit didn’t move his
arm from around Sasha. “Hey, Pride. You here to pick your
sister up? You didn’t have to. I’m happy to drive her home.”
    He saw Sasha try to move away from Mac, but his arm
didn’t move. Savron watched her eyes dart from him to Mac.
    “No. I came to pick my mate up. Sasha.”
    Mac’s arm dropped from her shoulder, and he pulled
Sasha to him and took a deep breath in of her scent. “She doesn’t smell like
you.”   Sasha struggled to move away from
Mac as he checked both her shoulders for the mate mark. “And there’s no mate
mark.”
    A shifter circle surrounded them now to keep the
humans’ eyes and ears out.
    Savron groaned, because thanks to Mac and his own
jealousy he would have to explain to Sasha everything.  
    Sasha looked at Mac now like he’d lost his marbles.
She pushed again at Mac. “I don’t know what the hell you’re going on about,
Mac, but when I want to be let go of next time, do it.”
    She punched his chest and strolled away to Brandon
who stood behind him. Britney followed with a wicked smile on her face. Savron
turned to see Brandon with a huge cheeky grin on his face as Sasha placed her
hand in his and dragged him to the car.
    Mac and the other shifter guys chuckled behind
him.   “I’m sorry, Savron.   I thought if she was