Tangle of Need (Psy-Changeling #11)(59)

“And I was so looking forward to it.”

He tapped her lightly on the butt, making her dig her nails into his nape. “Careful,” she warned. “I bite, too.”

“I have the marks to prove it.” Pressing his lips to her cheekbone, he lifted his head. “I can’t ever be anything but their alpha, baby.” Those lines could not be blurred.

“I know.” No distress, her voice gentle, affectionate. “I was teasing.”

He considered Evie’s silent message once more. Thought of how many changes Sienna was having to learn to handle in adapting to life as the SnowDancer alpha’s mate. “But,” he said, decision made, “there’s no reason they can’t join us tonight.” They were her friends, her support structure—a structure she’d need more than ever as her responsibilities grew.

No matter what, Hawke had to remain alpha, but with Indigo and Adria here, as well as Sienna, Evie would feel no discomfort. As for Tai, the boy was Judd’s protégé and sometimes trained with Dorian. He’d be fine.

Sienna stilled, looking up at him with eyes gone pure ebony. “Sometimes, you do things that make me fall in love with you all over again.”

His wolf preened. “Yeah? Come show me.”

RIAZ was enjoying himself far more than he would’ve believed possible. Having ended up on the verandah along with everyone else, a beer in hand, he grabbed another one of the little pie things Bastien had brought out.

A female groan sounded just as he was thinking that Mercy’s brother, a financial whiz in real life, could make a serious go of it as a professional chef. “Bas, if I wasn’t already mated, I’d drag you into the woods right now.” Indigo popped the remainder of her samosa into her mouth, leaning into her sister as they sat on the chair swing.

Bastien, perched on the balcony railing beside Drew, Dorian, and Tai, legs hooked around the wooden bars, grinned and took a sip of his own beer.

“Since all of you have the bad luck to be mated or otherwise engaged”—Adria tucked up those long, long legs in the ragged but comfortable armchair she’d claimed—“I guess he’s all mine.”

Several “boos” sounded, with Bastien assuring the women there was more than enough of him to go around. Riaz looked up at Mercy when she perched herself on the arm of his chair. “Your brother always flirt with death?”

“He likes to live on the edge.” Placing her glass of fresh lemonade on a small card table that already held a tray of food, she braced her forearm against his shoulder. “And he knows precisely how far he can push things. Believe it or not, he’s the most well behaved of my brothers.”

“Your poor mother.”

“Uh-huh.”

Riley crooked a finger from where he sat in another armchair. Smiling, Mercy rose in a sinuous movement and sauntered over. “You called?”

Riaz had never seen that teasing look on Riley’s face before. It made him feel … not an intruder, but … family. Pack. As for the woman with the gold-streaked eyes of intense blue-violet whose husky laughter made his wolf prick its ears, he didn’t know who she was to him, but he knew that their molten intimacy in the grass had only temporarily assuaged the flame that burned between them.

MERCY watched the lights of Dorian’s car fade into the trees, just as Riaz disappeared into the forest, Drew and Tai by his side, Indigo, Evie, and Adria up ahead. Judd and Brenna had left a little earlier, as they both had an early start the next day, and Bas had hitched a ride with her middle brother, Sage, who’d turned up an hour ago. The final two, Hawke and Sienna, intended to take a different route to the den from Riaz’s group.

“Hey, Sienna,” Mercy called out, and when the young woman turned to look over her shoulder, said, “You know the whole ‘let me show you a beautiful spot’ line? It’s the changeling version of ‘let me show you my etchings.’”

Hawke slung an arm around his grinning mate and dragged her close. “Riley, show your mate your own etchings so she doesn’t worry about mine.”

Mercy laughed at the bad-tempered snarl, leaning back into Riley’s embrace. “You showed me quite a few etchings after Sienna did her nuclear battery thing,” she murmured as the other couple walked into the star-dusted night.

“First time I wore you out.” Riley’s lips brushed her neck, his voice a teensy bit smug.

Leopard and woman both had to admit he was entitled. “Too bad the energy wave didn’t cross over to me.” It had proven that the connection between the SnowDancer and DarkRiver webs formed by their mating, was very much only a mating bond. Nothing else came through. As a result, after Sienna’s abilities went supernova, Riley had been bursting out of his skin with energy—all of it focused oh-so-sexily on Mercy—while she’d alternately moaned in breathless pleasure and begged for sleep.

The memory made her toes curl. “Got any new etchings to show me?” She closed her hands over his arms, loving the warm, solid feel of him. My Riley.

“As a matter of fact…” Riley nuzzled at Mercy. “Want to go for a walk first?” The night was stunning as only a Sierra night could be, lit by a full moon and a million stars.

Mercy did a feline stretch in his arms. “I feel too lazy after Bas’s concoctions. Can I sit in your lap instead?”