Cole woke up the next morning to shouts and snarls outside his bedroom door.

He was pissed when he heard voices, especially when Myra gave a whimper as her brows wrinkled. Cole wrapped his arm around his mate and she immediately settled, until the next big bang of something outside his door.

He was angry and without too much thought, he contacted Brett. ‘That had better be you out there or some shifters would lose their heads.’

‘It is me, and if you are awake, you can come out here to help me with telling these knuckleheads that you will answer their question in due time and that them trying...