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mom made her scurry to the opposite side of the room. The two teenagers were obviously smitten with each other. Allan couldn’t keep his eyes off the willowy redhead.
    He stood from his chair and moved further back into the corner of the room. He wished he could go up the stairs and find Margaret. She needed him and he was stuck down here in an overcrowded room of wolves. All of which were fidgeting nervously around him.
    It’s not like I’m going to attack them. What is their problem?
    “You’re fidgeting. It’s making them nervous.”
    I don’t like being so crowded.
    “You served in the military for how many years? Crammed into all kinds of places.”
    His bear’s voice had taken on a sarcastic tone and he huffed out a frustrated breath. Every eye in the room turned to him. Silence hung heavy in the air. He realized the sound had come out very irritated and bear-ish in nature.
    “Sorry,” he mumbled. “It’s a bear thing.”
    Keith Taylor stepped to the center of the room. “We are still waiting on the rest of the pack before we start, but would—”
    “There’re more of you than this?”
    All eyes were on him again. Shit. He was not making a good impression.
    The redheaded O’Brian male busted out laughing. “This isn’t even half of them, ye poor bear.”
    The rest of the wolves relaxed at the sound of the laughter and the tension in the room melted away as giggles consumed several of the younger teenage wolves.
    “When one of our own is threatened, our whole pack steps up. We don’t appreciate a threat on the pack. Especially, a threat on one of our females.”
    The woman, who’d been named as Siobhan, stepped toward him and touched his arm. He stood motionless as her fingertips trailed from his shoulder down his upper arm. An unfamiliar tingling sensation ran across his skin where she touched.
    The room fell into a hypnotic silence.
    “The magick between you and Margaret is very strong,” she spoke softly and then turned to face Keith. “I will do the seeing, but it would be quite an advantage to join these two quickly so the mate bond will seal their connection. Margaret would be much safer mated to him than distracted by the pull of the magick.”
    I like her.
    Siobhan walked to the middle of the room and sat, legs crossed, on the large coffee table. She closed her eyes and began a low, undecipherable chant. He’d never seen a seer in action and had only heard rumors that they even existed.
    Another knock on the door sent Rachel scurrying out of the room, but Siobhan never stopped her chanting for a moment. More wolves filed quietly into the living room. Some stayed in the foyer and others made their way to the kitchen. The house was overly full. It would have been a fire marshal’s nightmare.
    The chanting stopped and Siobhan opened her eyes and climbed off the table.
    “Well?” Keith asked, trepidation evident in the shake of his voice.
    “The trail led to the Mirage. Once he entered the hotel, I lost his aura. There are just too many supernaturals. The colors are muddy. Perhaps if I went to the casino I could locate him, but I’m too far away. There are other men at the hotel who seek out Margaret for selfish reasons.” Siobhan shook her head and turned to Scott. “You must stay close to her.”
    Scott nodded. “I plan to.”
    “The others that seek her are also bears.”
    The hackles on the back of his neck prickled as anger surged through his system. Margaret had mentioned meeting mean bears before him. The thought of them harassing her at work threatened to bring his temper to the boiling point.
    He focused on Margaret’s father and huffed again.
    Keith met his gaze and nodded. “I’m not pleased that you are Margaret’s match, but I agree with Siobhan. Stay close to my daughter.” He turned and faced the pack. “Spread out across the city and watch for anything suspicious. For now, we play it close to the vest. I would rather not alert the Council of our movements, so