wicked scary powers and a smile to match. “It would have been for the good of the pack.”
“Uh-huh.” Charlie could no longer hear Ted’s voice. She’d probably see him later in the day, possibly when they were done work.
“Aw, boo-boo, did Teddy-Weddy go bye-bye?” Belle’s exaggerated pout didn’t break when Charlie shot her an evil side-eye.
“I’ll shoot off the invitations today,” Chela said, ignoring both Belle and Charlie. “Any idea what your brother’s schedule looks like? I don’t want to invite him for a visit when he can’t make it.”
Charlie smirked. “Oh, he’ll make time. I’ve been telling both him and Kincade to keep their asses in Sedona, that I don’t need either of them checking up on me.”
“Have they listened?” Belle cocked her head. “I remember a pair of Lions who checked in about a month ago, stayed a week and barely left the Lodge.”
Chela snorted out a laugh. “You didn’t get the memo.”
Charlie hid her face in her napkin.
“Memo?” Belle glanced from Chela to Charlie and back again. “What did you people hide from me?”
“Nothing,” Charlie choked out.
“Just a whole lot of complaints.” Chela’s expression was innocent.
“It’s my job to take care of those, right?” Not really, but Charlie had dealt with those personally, just in case the Lions really had been sent by her brother.
“Do tell.” Belle leaned on her head on her hand.
Chela was too busy laughing to answer, so Charlie did. “The complaints were noise related.” She used all her years growing up the sister of the future Leo to keep her face straight, almost bored-looking. “The people next to them requested that we ask the Lions not to watch Animal Planet quite so loudly.”
Belle’s brows rose. “Let me guess. The Lion wasn’t sleeping in the jungle that night?”
Like she hadn’t heard that one before. “Apparently the Lion was on a killing spree, if the sounds were anything to go by.” Charlie had been the one to knock on the door of the Lion shifters. “When I went to speak to them, the male opened the door, ready, willing and able to handle any female that came by.”
Chela almost slid off the bench from laughing so hard.
“The female was screeching at me to go away, she had a honeymoon to enjoy. When I mentioned that they could be heard all the way in New York, they promised to tone it down.”
“I gather they didn’t?” Belle’s lips were twitching, her green eyes filled with amusement.
“We moved the Lions to the honeymoon suite…two days later.” Charlie shook her head. “Every time I went to speak to them the male Lion was polite enough to stand at attention.”
“A little on the stiff side, huh?”
Charlie nodded. “Kind of rigid, but very upstanding.”
“Did you stand firm on the noise levels?”
Charlie glanced at Chela. It looked like the Omega might pass out from lack of oxygen. “He was polite even when I raised the subject.”
“He must have really perked up when you told him about the honeymoon suite.”
“His mood was definitely elevated.”
Chela fell on the floor, curled in a ball.
The waitress came by to check on them, took one look at Chela, and asked, “Does she need help getting up?”
Charlie shook her head. “Nope. I think she’s fine standing up on her own.”
Belle smiled at the waitress. “I don’t know. She might need a hand.”
Chela remained on the floor, gasping for air as the waitress, confused, walked away, shaking her head. Chela had seen that before, usually when the three of them were eating together. “Was it something I said?”
Chapter Five
Ted took a deep breath and entered the office of his Alpha, Rick Lowell. He knew what he smelled like. The ribbing he anticipated would be brutal.
Ben Malone, the Pack Marshall and his direct boss, was already in the room. “Hey, Ted.” The Marshall grinned. “Congratulations.”
“Thanks.” Ted couldn’t keep the smile from his face. He’d