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preschool for sure. The twins still had the chubby cheeks of toddlers, but they spoke in full sentences, and stood a head taller than kids their age.
    Madeleine beckoned Jared’s ten-year-old son, Charlie, to come play in their playroom. He started to roll his eyes when Jared gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. Charlie met his gaze. “Okay. I’m going.”
    Jared grinned. “Good man.”
    With the kids out of the way, our Alpha turned to face all of us.
    “A security fence just went up around that damned house Nero bought in Lake Tahoe.” Murmurs swelled, but he went on anyway. “Sebastian is my only intel with Nero. He is checking around on his end, but I’m not trusting that son of a bitch any farther than I can throw him. We need to be alert and ready. If Nero starts bringing their jaguar shifters into our territory, I don’t see any way around a fight.”
    My brother met my gaze. This was the story Anna was planning on investigating. Shit. Adam was right about not trusting Sebastian. He was the heir apparent to the entire Nero Organization, Antonio Severino’s oldest son. His loyalty was always in flux. He helped us when it was in his best interest, and even then I never really trusted him.
    I cleared my throat. “Has Sebastian said anything about Damian? We’re still assuming he’s dead, right?”
    Jared’s mate was a strong psychic with a powerful gift of pyrokinesis. When Damian Severino, youngest son of the head of the Nero Organization, had shot Jared, she’d incinerated him. Or we hoped she had. Luke and I had searched for a body after the fight.
    We never found anything.
    But no one could have survived the heat of that blaze.
    And ever since that night, we’d been preparing for war. Antonio Severino ran the Nero Organization under the radar. He bred and trained jaguar shifters, molding them into deadly assassins. His jaguar shifter sons, Sebastian and Damian, were his future, and we had no doubt he’d retaliate against us for killing one of them.
    Suddenly Adam froze. We all did. The scent hit us before the knock sounded on the door.
    “Gareth, you’re on the door.” Adam kept his voice at a whisper, but the roomful of werewolves had no trouble hearing every word. “Kilani and Jason, you’re on guard in the nursery with the kids.” They nodded and headed down the hallway.
    The rest of us stood, putting ourselves in front of our Alpha. Gareth was probably the bulkiest of our entire Pack, and judging by the scent, there was a rogue werewolf and possibly a jaguar standing outside our door. Gareth’s intimidating presence was welcome.
    I wished I had my gun. But one werewolf versus my entire Pack wouldn’t stand a chance—even with a jaguar shifter at his side. We could take them. No human weapons needed.
    Gareth cracked the door, his voice low and menacing. “We don’t want any.”
    “I’m not selling anything.” A deep, cultured voice replied. “I need to speak to your Alpha.”
    Gareth scanned the area. “Where’s your friend? I can smell him.”
    “I have no friends.” A throaty chuckle escaped the rogue wolf. “What you smell is coming from me.”
    Gareth shut the door and turned to face us. “This guy’s wearing a clown mask. I can’t see his face. I don’t like it.” He crossed his arms, staring at Adam. “Your call, but I know there’s a cat out there someplace, even if I can’t see him.”
    “Fuck.” Adam growled. “This can’t be a coincidence. Nero puts up a fence, and we’ve got a stranger on our doorstep.” He shook his head. “Maybe we can squeeze some intel from him. Block the hallway.”
    Jared and Taryn, his mate, got up and crossed to cover the area. If the unwanted guests went after the kids, they’d have to get past a werewolf and a woman who could start fires with her mind, and then they’d face Jason and Kilani. The little ones were safe.
    The rest of us surrounded Adam. He nodded to Gareth and he opened the door.
    “Give up your weapons, and you