demanded.
“She has some crazy idea that I changed Gray from robot to real,” Ilse answered.
“It’s not crazy.” Cara walked to the table and rested her fists on the top, bending toward her sister. “I don’t know how you did it, but you did.”
“I don’t have that kind of power,” Ilse shot back.
“Yeah, sure,” Cara said. “Then, how did you get that headache?”
Bess gasped. “You fought with your sister when she was weak?”
“She deserved it,” Cara answered.
“I got the headache helping the police find a lost boy,” Ilse said. “The creep who had him was evil. It took a lot out of me.”
“Like I believe that,” Cara shouted. “Joe put you up to it. The three of you had it all planned.”
“Sit, Cara,” Gray ordered. “Over here, next to me.”
She stiffened, and her eyes widened. She obviously hadn’t expected him to talk to her that way. Maybe no one else ever had.
Joe’s wife got up from the chair next to Gray, and he stared at his mate, letting her know in no uncertain terms that he’d shift and enforce his will if he had to. He wasn’t just throwing his weight around. For the good of the clan… all of them… she needed to fit in. Everyone had to work to protect their social bonds. Their kind couldn’t survive alone, and the sooner she realized that, the better. He hadn’t been flesh and blood for long, but the pack instinct already ran strong in his blood. Being a lone wolf was no kind of existence for him or Cara.
When no one spoke up to take her side, she took her seat next to him and curled her hands into fists in her lap.
“Thank you, Gray,” Bess said. At that, the muscle jumped in Cara’s jaw again.
“Do you have any insight into how you… well… came to be as you are?” Peter asked.
“For the love of God, you’re not going to accept this abomination into the pack, are you?” Joe shouted.
“If Cara’s mated with him, we have no choice,” Peter answered.
“Have the two of you mated?” Bess asked.
“Judging from the noises from upstairs a few minutes ago, I’d say they have,” Sam answered.
“Damn it.” Joe pounded his fist on the table and shot out of his chair. “Damn it all to hell.”
“He was still robotic when we mated as wolves,” Cara said softly. “At least, I think he was.”
Bess rested her palms on the table and appeared to be lost in thought. The rest of them kept quiet. Even Joe sat when his wife caught his hand and urged him into the chair next to her. For long moments, no one spoke, although Cara appeared ready to burst with anger.
“All right, Gray,” Bess said finally. “Tell us everything you know about where you came from and how you ended up with Cara.”
He took his mate’s hand and eased her fingers between his. “I first came to consciousness in Cara’s lab.”
It hadn’t been the same consciousness he had now or even as a wolf. More like buzzing confusion as his parts -- his body -- acted automatically in response to the environment. He’d had an awareness of Cara, though. She’d seemed a god. She still did, even though she didn’t have his size and strength and he could command her, if only a little.
“I’m not sure when I…” How to find the right word? “…changed. I don’t think it was anything Ilse did. I might have done it myself.”
“Well then, that makes us doubly your pack as you have none of your own,” Bess said.
“Mom, you can’t mean that,” Joe shouted.
“What would you like me to do?” Bess demanded. “Separate them now that they’re mated?”
“Find his off switch or something.”
Cara barked a laugh. “I already tried that.”
“You will show your mate the respect he deserves, young lady,” Bess scolded. “The rest of you… you all wanted her to mate. She has. End of discussion.”
“Thank you,” Gray said.
“Cara, you and Gray will live in your cottage. It’ll be cramped until we can enlarge it for you,” Bess ordered.
“I didn’t agree to