My friends had scattered, with only Adrian staying on campus to help patrol the grounds. Chris was home in the Texas valley. Tessa and Dastien were off on their honeymoon. Claudia, Lucas, and what was left of their coven were leaving for Peru.

And me? I was stuck at home while Donovan dealt with the fallout from our exposure. The Council of Seven werewolves was in Canada, meeting with a delegation of witches, fey, and other supernaturals. Donovan was going to be busy, so I’d thought that going home was my best—and only—option. But now…

I’m sorry you’re not here. I do miss you. Loads. Donovan’s love poured through the bond that tied us together as mates. I’m dying to hear the latest from your mother. What was she ranting about today? Has she finally told you what a proper mate does? His suggestive tone had me chuckling.

Shut up! I covered my face with a pillow to muffle my laughter. My mom had been on my case, too, but unlike my brothers she didn’t care about my ability to defend myself. Nope. Instead, she regaled me with the ins and outs of how to be a good mate to an Alpha. You’re going to get me caught.

Caught? What are you up to now, Meredith Molloney? His voice was all low rumbles now.

Nothing. I’m watching TV. But they think I’m in my room. I have maybe five more minutes before one of my brothers realizes I’m not where I’m supposed to be.

They’re locking you up? His outrage was real this time.

No. Even though my brothers were giant pains in my ass, I didn’t want to get them in trouble with Donovan. They’re still running drills. I snorted. It’s been endless, and it’s all your fault.

Aye. Well, then. I better make sure I’m worth it.

Donovan’s words held all kinds of promises that made my heart race. It never ceased to amaze me. A few months ago, I was still cursed. No Were in his right mind would’ve agreed to go on a date with me, let alone be my mate. Even if female Weres were rare. I was so thankful to Tessa for breaking the curse. I owed her my life. Now that I had control over my change, I could have a full life as a Were. And I couldn’t—

Suddenly I was airborne.

I tucked, rolling as I slammed into the wall with a crunch that would’ve hurt a lot more if I were anything but a werewolf.

The screen flashed bright enough so that I could make out a blond form standing above me. I took a whiff. “What the hell, Max! Another fight? We’re too old for these games.” At least I was too old for them. I shook off the drywall dust and gave him my best glare. “It’s over. You lost to me. A lot. Get over it.” I’d gotten fed up the last couple days and started pulling power from Donovan to beat my brothers. I couldn’t beat them on my own, but I’d thought if I proved I could handle myself, then maybe they’d back off a little.