As soon as we were back on the road, I used the burner to text a message to Craig. "Cousins coming, get guest rooms in basement ready. 4 adults, six 5&under + 2 babies."

A few minutes later my phone dinged. I looked at the message. "Sounds like a fun time, we'll get the beds ready." I knew he would figure it out. I didn't like it, but at least for now they would all have to go into the safe room in the basement. This ultraviolet light stuff was becoming an issue, and Jacob was right; there were too many ties out there with members of other Packs if...