gaming world. I don’t want them buying GTA or anything in that vein. A ten-plus rating is fine in most cases. Teen can be okay, but use your best judgment. I have a few mature rated games I play, and I allow them to play them with me, but only when I’m actively participating and can keep their violence in check. I’d rather you not go there, but they will give you a list of M rated games they play on occasion to try to convince you.”
I grinned. “If they didn’t push boundaries, they wouldn’t be healthy wolf pups. Thanks for giving me clear guidelines. I appreciate it.”
“Shy told me how you handled Nora when she threatened you in wolf form. Have you been around juvenile wolves in the past?’
“Yeah. Before so many members were killed, we had lots of little ones running around. Many were killed, some have gone to live with relatives. I believe a few are now in the Pack, since their aunts and uncles are in it. I miss them.”
Grief showed in his eyes and mouth. His posture. He understood.
“We all lost so many people,” he said. “I’m thankful my small family survived intact. I’m sorry for your loss.”
“One of my brothers in particular…” I took a breath and met his gaze. It was okay to let him see my emotions. “I lost him, his wife, and his four kids. Eagles, and the kids were hatched together.” Quadruplets, in human terms. They’d been a handful, and I’d been Uncle Frost.
I pulled myself together while I took a long swig of beer. “I’ll do right by your kids. I’ll do right by Cheyenne. Not sure you need to know much more.” I started to add I was glad he’d decided to stop being an immature cunt, but figured maybe that was best kept to myself.
Frost
I’d planned to go back to the office to get some paperwork done, but Velvet told me Mad Dog needed to see me at the clubhouse.
He was in his office, also doing paperwork. He’s basically the CEO of a large corporation, and he doesn’t have an assistant anymore. One of the ol’ladies we lost used to fill that position.
“You need an assistant.”
“You know someone trustworthy with the skills we need?”
“No.”
“Neither do I. One of ya’ll needs to fall in love with someone who…” He sighed. “Pipe dream. Have a seat.”
“What’s up?”
“I’ve given you all the time I can to spend so many nights with Cheyenne. I need to put you on the rotation.”
We were patrolling the neighborhood around the new compound, clearing it of drugs and street workers. It was especially important since this also included Blaze and the construction company. We’d moved in and claimed a whole lot more territory than we’d claimed before, and it took a lot of manpower to do that, at first.
I needed to be with my brothers, walking the street for a shift, and spending the shift before or after at the clubhouse, so I’d be close by, to help if they needed it. Not a problem when your ol’lady can stay over with you, but that wasn’t an option yet.
“You need me to resolve things so she can spend the night here, with me.”
“We do. We’ve missed having you in the clubhouse, and that’s a biggie, but being short one man means everyone else has to pick up the slack on the rotations at night.”
“I get it. Thanks for giving me as much time as you have.”
“Wish I could give you more. Velvet said your meet seemed to go okay with the ex.”
I shrugged. “I didn’t kill him, or slice pieces off him, so yeah. Guess so.” I stretched my legs out. “I told you about helping three pack wolves who went inside a week before the full moon.”
He nodded.
“Seems that earned me some brownie points with the Pack. The Alpha had Gil talk to them when he found out I was in Cheyenne’s bed. Sounds like the leadership’s gonna be friendlier to us now than before the battle.”
“So far, he’s proven to be easier to work with. You know what night you’ll bring your woman?”
I shook my head. “Probably Saturday night, but I’ll need to check in with her. Might be Friday.”
“I need a heads-up since we’re restricting access.” He leaned back in his chair. “Finally figured out who our snitch is, and he’s a snitch. Not a cop. Backstory’s real with one exception — he’s out of prison on a deal. As long as