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draw attention in such a quiet neighborhood.
    I rang the doorbell, listened to the delicate chime, and waited. I couldn't have waited more than a minute, but it felt like I was reliving all four hundred and fifty years of my life all over again.
    The door opened, and a man with chin-length wavy black hair and green eyes stood on the other side. He was as tall and broad shouldered as I was, and I immediately despised him.
    The wolf within me howled loudly. I gritted my teeth, trying to control my temper, but it was useless. I pulled him out of the house by his shoulders and pressed him against the house.
    "Who the hell are you, and why are you with my woman?" I said.
    His eyes flashed amber and as his hands came up towards my chest, I caught a flash of red hair out of the corner of my eye.
    "Stop!" a voice from inside the house yelled.
    I didn't change positions. I kept the man pressed against the wall, and he didn't try to move. We both looked inside the house as she moved towards the doorway.
    She wore jeans and a green knit top. Her hair was dark red and wild, but with the slightest touch of grey. Small wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes as she narrowed her dark green gaze at me. It was my Ainsley.
    "How can it be?" I whispered.
    "Let him go, Bran," she said softly as she put her hand on my arm.
    I released the man and swept Ainsley up in my arms. I didn't care who he was, she would always be my one love. Pressing her tightly against me, I felt her heart beating wildly against mine as she clung to me.
    A soft cry escaped her lips, and I felt her tears moisten my shirt. She wrapped her arms around me even tighter as I buried my face in her neck. I left Scotland long ago, but now in her arms I was home.
    The man entered the house, and I let out a low growl. Ainsley pushed herself away from me and laughed.
    "You're jealous," she said.
    "I never stopped thinking about you all of these years. And now that I see you're still alive, you're living with another man," I said. "Jealous doesn't begin to describe how I'm feeling."
    "Come inside and I'll explain everything over breakfast," she said, then looked behind me at Rafael and Pinky. "And bring your friends."
    "Come inside? You want me to break bread with your…with this man?" I said angrily.
    "I want you to break bread with my son," she said. "With our son."

Chapter Eight
    Ainsley
    I entered the crowded kitchen behind everyone. Even after so many years of living, I still woke before the break of dawn and made breakfast. Callen always teased me that I made enough to feed an army. Today, I had just enough for everyone.
    The five of us sat at the long wooden table that made up the dining room. I sat in my seat at the head of the table and on either side of me were my two men, my son and my Bran.
    "I never thought the day would come when I would see my son sitting with his father," I said.
    Happiness didn't describe how I felt, it wasn't a big enough word. In Scotland we called it àigh, but even that didn't come close to all the wonderful feelings I was experiencing. My blood pumped as my heart raced at the sight of Bran. Every bit of me ached to be held by him again, but there was so much to say and so much to explain.
    "I never thought I would see you again," Bran said. "You were so upset that night you came to my village. I don't know what happened. If I knew then I would never see you again, I would have run into the woods after you. I would have risked my life for just another moment with you."
    "I'll explain it all soon, my love," I said. "There is so much I have to tell you, but please, just for now, let me sit and look at the two of you here with me. My two men."
    I reached out to both of them and held each of their hands in mine. It was amazing to me how much Callen looked like his father. As Callen grew, I was always reminded of my love for Bran because I saw him reflected in my child every day. Unfortunately, there were other things he inherited from the