power that he’ll pass down to your first daughter. And Malcolm’s going to be a nightmare when you’re carrying his son. He lost his baby brother before coming through the Void. You’ll have to help him get over the fear of losing another child.”
“What?”
“And Eric.” Gran sighed with pleasure. “Prime is going to try to run rings around you. He’ll want to settle you, a dominance thing most alphas tend to have. Don’t let it worry you. Long as you give as good as you get, you’ll rule your pack, as meant. If he tries to snow you with that Prime bullshit, you remind him who’s been blessed to carry his twins.”
Gran’s eyes sparkled.
“Twins?” Vicki felt lightheaded.
“Boys, the first set at least. Then after the others, you’ll have another set of twins. Little monsters, sorry to say. Gonna give you fits unless you spank them. It’s not your fault, really, but a combination of Ravager and Morely genes are going to turn your daughters into really powerful little beasts. I’m hoping to live long enough to see more than your first set, but we’ll see.”
Gran had never predicted the deaths of anyone in her family. Then again, she’d never been so forthcoming with what she knew before.
Vicki had a hard time wrapping her head around it. “But, but… Three husbands? Mates? They’re not human, Gran,” she whispered harshly.
Gran whispered back, “Neither are you.” In a louder voice, she added with a chuckle, “Don’t be so stubborn. You have men who love you. What could possibly be wrong with your situation? Not as if you don’t have strong feelings for them, is it?”
She opened her mouth to reject the idea but couldn’t.
Gran smirked. “Thought so. You’re going to give rise to a new generation of Ravagers. You’ll be the perfect queen they need, Vicki. A new namesake.” Gran’s eyes shone with happy tears. “Name your first girl Vicki, okay? For me.”
“I love you, Gran.” Vicki hugged her great-grandmother, understanding so much more, now.
“I love you too, sweet. Well, would you look at that? The Lawless prime is no more. Pity they let Will live though. That’s going to bite them in the ass later.” Gran dashed the tears from her eyes as she started on a fight summary that amused everyone around them.
Vicki tried to process it all, but the best she could do when her mates left the field, bloodied and battered, was to demand they return home.
Eric didn’t know what to think. Once back at the compound outside the city, he felt he could at least breathe again. His clan celebrated their victory with his grateful permission. Tomorrow he’d round up the Lawless Ravagers still skulking about the border and offer them the chance to join the Savages or die. He still didn’t like letting Will live, but Dom had insisted. Stupid foresight.
Tonight should have been one big party. Instead, Vicki and Dom moped as if they’d lost something. Dom, he could understand. His guard had a past with Nev, and no matter that it hadn’t been pretty, with Nev’s death, one more piece of Ravager history departed this world. Nev was the last in an ancient line of Ravagers, one that would never be known again.
Good riddance. But Eric didn’t say that to Dom. Instead, he left Malcolm with his somber guard in their room. He continued past the revelers, searching for the guer that had entwined with his not so long ago. He sensed Vicki before Rule pointed to a dimly lit path leading to a secret garden several of the females had a hand in tending.
Vicki stood over a rose bush, staring without seeing at the receding bloom.
“Okay, that’s it.” Eric glared at her, pleased when she jumped and glared back. He much preferred her angry than sad, and it bothered him that he couldn’t seem to take care of her issue. “What the hell is your problem?”
“My problem?” she repeated, her voice dangerously quiet.
He tried to temper his arousal, but her fury prodded his desire.
“Just a few days ago I was a woman working for a successful firm living a successful life.”
“A dangerous life,” he muttered, still not liking the thought of Tommy Chen anywhere near her. When he’d felt her fear in that football stadium, it had taken all his energy not to go to her when she denied needing him. Chen bothered her, and thus the Voider bothered him.
“But it was my life.” The angry tears in her eyes froze him to the