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rushed forward, embracing him so tightly he could barely breathe.
    Fen returned the embrace. “ Pappa .” Tears gathered in his eyes. This was the first time in centuries he’d been able to wrap his arms around his father. It felt better than he thought it would. His father’s fiery hair surrounded him, warmed him as only a parent could. He felt safe in a way he hadn’t in a long time.
    His father’s shoulders heaved, and Fen realized the man was crying. He looked through his father’s hair as two new sets of arms embraced them both, one male, one female. Baldur and Jordan were comforting his father. Jordan’s fingers ran through Loki’s hair. Baldur’s hands ran up and down both Fenris's and Loki’s backs.
    “Welcome home, Fenris. We’ve missed you.” Baldur's soft voice, so warm and tender, was filled with tears. Baldur had held both Loki and Fenris together when the pain of their separation became too great to endure. Fenris looked upon him as a second father.
    The three of them surrounded Fen, including him in their warmth and love. Behind them, Jeff smiled at them all, his own eyes suspiciously wet.
    Fen lowered his head to his father’s shoulder and let his own tears fall.
    By all the gods. He really was free. His knees threatened to buckle, but the strong arms of his fathers and his new mother wrapped around him, holding him up.
    “Hey. Let them breathe, guys.” Jeff tried to pry Baldur and Jordan away, but they held fast. “C’mon. Don’t make me break out Vincente.” Jeff waggled his brows, the wicked leer on his face making Fenris see red.
    That made Jordan back up, her hands in the air, a horrified look on her face. “Oh no. Not for love or money or… Okay. For the best sex of my life, maybe. I might think about it.”
    Baldur began to laugh, his head landing on Fen’s other shoulder. Loki’s head lifted, his wet eyes filled with love and laughter. “Care to repeat that when there’s a computer nearby?”
    Fen tilted his head. Who the fuck was Vincente? “ Mor? ”
    Everyone except Jeff froze. His mate backed away, biting his lip.
    Jordan’s hands landed on her hips. “Did you just call me ‘Mom’?”
    “You are my father’s mate, yes?”
    “Er, yes. I guess so. Not that we had a wedding or anything.” Jordan glared at Loki, and his father flinched. “But I guess you could say we’re mated.”
    “Then you are Mor .”
    Jordan looked pale and wide-eyed. “Guh. I am?”
    Jeff sat on the arm of the big sofa and watched his sister with an expression of unholy glee.
    “Logan?”
    Wow. The female had a most impressive growl for a human.
    His big, bad father scrambled behind Baldur, who was still laughing. “Yes, dear?”
    Jordan just shook her head. “Ya big chicken.”
    Loki straightened up, but remained behind Baldur. “I am not!”
    Jordan shrugged. She cocked her hip, looking supremely bored. “If the cluck fits.”
    Fen glanced over at Jeff. “Are they always like this?”
    Jeff nodded, his expression far too innocent for Fen’s liking. “Oh yeah. Except when they’re having sex in the kitchen.”
    Jordan turned on Jeff, her cheeks flaming. “Ix-nay on the ex-say.”
    “Not on your life!” Baldur protested.
    Jordan reached out and bopped the blond on the back of the head, her gaze still on Jeff. “I thought I told you never to mention that again.”
    Loki looked over her shoulder at Jeff and mouthed Thank you .
    She didn’t even turn around. “Don’t think you’re off the hook, Mr. Saeter.”
    Baldur picked Jordan up. Ignoring her squeals, he headed for the front door. “I think it’s time for a chocolate intervention.”
    Jordan stilled. “Chocolate?”
    Loki, chuckling, followed them to the door. “Chocolate chip pancakes, sweetheart.” He grinned at Fen and Jeff and opened the front door. “Breakfast at our place in thirty. Jeff knows the way.”
    “Gotcha,” Jeff replied.
    Just before shutting the door his father winked at him, his lashes still wet