father, and the two elders behind him, are my grandfathers.”
“You have claimed a mate. That is wonderful news. I see the mating bond glows brightly between you. Your mother will be ecstatic. Come, both of you. Let’s get you into a warmer environment.”
Mathis followed his father and grandfathers outside. He kept his hand on Margot’s neck, needing to touch her. Even though he just made love to her, he wanted her again, but then he always wanted her.
They made their way around the many potholes in the road. Several men, bundled in furs watched as they walked from the hut to his father’s house. Mathis recognized a couple of them from his childhood. Where would they stand when his uncle brought charges against him?
A dog sled team was tied next to the house. Christmas lights hung haphazardly from the roof. Aluminum siding peeled off the sides. Mathis made a mental note to send his mother a check. His father would be too proud to accept help, but his mother would put the money to good use. It would be his Christmas gift.
The door opened and Malina hurried out and hugged Mathis close. “Thank goodness you are all right. I couldn’t believe it when uncle ambushed you at the territory’s border.”
“Let your brother get into the house, niviasar, daughter. Have your mother fix us something to drink and get Mathis’s mate some clothes.”
Mathis smiled and nodded at Malina as she hurried inside. The party moved into the house. The smells of Suaasat and herbal tea filled the air. Mathis’s stomach growled, reminding him, he and Margot hadn’t eaten a meal since the night before. At the sound of the door opening, Mathis’s mother hurried from the kitchen. She froze for a moment. Then her face broke into a smile, and she rushed to Mathis, and enveloped him in a hug. “My son, you’re home.”
“Hi, Mom. Sorry to cause such a fuss.”
“Nonsense, come in and rest a while.”
“This is Margot. We are newly mated. Margot, this is my mother, Nicole.”
“I see the bond glowing brightly between you. Congratulations to you both. We will have to celebrate after your uncle is appeased. I can feel your hunger. Here is Malina now with some things your mate can try on. Food is almost ready.”
“Margot, go with Malina so you can shift. I’ll be here waiting for your return.”
Margot dutifully followed his sister down the hall. Mathis turned to his father. “What do you think will happen with the angakkuq? Will he side with Itigaituk? Margot got lost in the storm and wandered into nanuk territory by accident. We had reached the border of your territory when Itigaituk’s men attacked us. Margot was shot with a tranquilizer dart, while I was attacked by two nanuk . If Ujarak hadn’t come when he did, I think they would have killed us both.”
“I fear my brother wishes to start a war between the nanuk and the lycans. He would have used your deaths as an excuse. No, amarok in the village would be safe. Speaking of which, you have not met your little sister, Cybille. Like you, she is amarok. Her wolf is very strong. We have kept her hidden from your uncle. She is sleeping now. I must ask you to find a home for her away from the nanuk .”
“Surely, my uncle doesn’t make war against children,” Mathis said, unable to believe his uncle would be so foolish.
“He is very angry, always wanting more than he has. I don’t know what happened that my brother hates me so much. For some reason he has fixated on the lycans. I fear it is because of your mother.”
“Is Mother safe? What of the other lycans who have mated with nanuk? This is the twenty-first century. Itigaituk must release his racism and embrace modern times. A war between nanuk and lycans would only bring the shifters to the attention of the humans. This is madness.”
“I agree and our angakkuq is wise. He understands the dangers of Itigaituk’s beliefs. Still, he will not want to anger your uncle, who has married his daughter. I am not sure