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their guard with each other – not between best friends, not between fathers and sons. Philip didn’t have that problem. He was human, and had never worried about letting his kindness become equated with weakness.
    They were here because of Razor, because of course Razor would go to the one man Steel would answer to. After Razor came to his door there had been a flurry of phone calls that culminated in Iron and Bella, Mel and Brick and House and Danny descending on his house, with the order for him to meet Phillip Harris at the diner while they looked after Regan. The fact this was all orchestrated and ordered by Mr. Harris himself meant there was no disobeying it.
    There was a little disgruntled in his mood, but the overwhelming emotion now was relief. It felt good to have someone who might understand, who he could actually talk to without worrying about his position as alpha. “I met my true mate. She’s perfect and intelligent and gorgeous and a hunter.”
    “A hunter? That makes things interesting. Do you love her?” Just like Philip, honest and straightforward. It’d been that way from day one, when his first words after entering the house were Are you men werewolves? Philip knew no other way to be. “Some of you boys mistake true mates for love without getting to know who the girl is or what she wants. I know Iron loves Bella, and Brick and House are head over heels over my girl and grandson, but they’ve come to it slowly. You’ve only known this girl a couple days.”
    It was impossible to explain to a human what it felt like to be near your true mate. Yeah, Mr. Harris was right, not every true mate pairing worked – Iron’s parents were a perfect example. But Steel could remember a night not long after Iron’s mom died, where Iron’s dad came over to his house and his parents, drunk to the point of passing out, and telling how it’d never been right between them, not even before he forced the mating. How he was always pushing something he knew was destined to fail. How he convinced himself if he took her choice away, the bond would work out their differences.
    Steel felt none of that. What he felt for Regan was perfect. The circumstances surrounding them were crap, but who she was  – her core, the essence of her – it was perfect to him. She was strong and stubborn and intelligent, always thinking two steps ahead. She was compassionate and caring, and the way she spoke of her sister told him how right she would be as the alpha female. She was bold and could take charge, but she was wise enough to know when holding back was the better option. And even that streak of temper she couldn’t quite suppress – he loved that fierceness about her.
    How could he explain it to Mr. Harris though? How could he set the older man’s mind at ease? “If you ask them, they’ll tell you – it wasn’t a slow falling. That’s how it is for a wolf. There’s the attraction with your true mate, I agree that has nothing to do with love. But there’s one moment where it hits you, exactly who your mate is, the good and bad of her, and in that moment you know this is who you want forever. That’s how I feel. I know her, and she’s everything to me.” Steel’s voice was rough by the end, emotions fighting to make themselves known, make Philip Harris understand, because the only human besides Regan who it would kill him to disappoint was the man in front of him.
    Mr. Harris took a sip of the coffee in front of him, the look of a man gathering his thoughts. “I asked Bill once, if he loved Iron’s mother. And he looked at me, clear-eyed, and said he didn’t. He said he regretted so many things, but his biggest regret was that he started their cycle without even being able to honestly say it began because of love.”
    “I didn’t know you knew about that.” It wasn’t something talked about much, especially outside pack, and Iron’s mother died before Mr. Harris really came into their lives.
    “I needed