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you after all this time!” she squealed before engulfing Elain in another hug. More waves of joy flowed through Elain.
    Elain didn’t understand Lina’s slightly cryptic comment, but she hugged her back and looked at Brodey again. She remembered seeing the names on the guest list for the wedding, but beyond that, nothing.
    Cail chose that moment to return with the drinks. “Oh, hey! Lina, what are you guys doing here? Holy crap, girl, look at you!”
    Lina turned and received a kiss on the cheek from him without letting loose of Elain. “A Seer’s work is never done, and we all need to talk.” Then she whispered in Elain’s ear before releasing her hold on her. “Congratulations! I am so glad they finally found you!”
    Elain stood there, confused. Cail eventually put the drink in Elain’s hand before getting his hug from Lina. Elain quickly emptied the glass and handed it back to him. “Hit me again, please,” she said.
    Ain stood behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. “I’ll allow another because this was an additional shock,” he said. “But I don’t want you getting drunk. We still have a lot to talk about.”
    She wouldn’t even fight him on that one. “Sure.”
    Laughing, Cail took her glass and returned to the kitchen. Two more men walked through the door and were greeted by Brodey and Ain. Zack and Kael, both handsome and apparently a couple, were part of the new travelling circus that had just landed on their doorstep.
    “Could someone please give me a quick explanation?” Elain asked.
    Ain squeezed her shoulder. “Let’s get that next drink into you first, babe. You’re going to want it. Trust me.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Carla sat there, apparently in a state of shock or inebriation, judging from her lack of comments and the way she stared at the newcomers. Once Lina and the men had their cars unloaded and their stuff settled in two different guest rooms, everyone reconvened in the living room.
    There, the Lyall men gave Elain and Carla an abbreviated version of the story of how Lina and her gang ended up meeting Brodey, Cail, and Micah during the Yellowstone shifter Gathering a couple of years earlier, as well as the trip to Europe shortly thereafter.
    And Elain received her answers to the cockatrice question.
    Elain preferred to focus on that story and not the rampant and copious questions swirling in her head about her own history. Focusing on her past, and the probability that she was also a wolf shifter like her men, meant using brain cells she wanted devoted to more easily digestible tidbits of info.
    Like how to talk Ain into letting her have another and much stiffer drink.
    She wasn’t a heavy drinker, but she didn’t think she was nearly drunk enough to deal with all of this bullshit.
    Yet.
     
    * * * *
     
    Marston hated Florida. Hated everything about it. Hated the weather, hated the people, hated the drivers, and especially hated the Podunk cow town of Arcadia. He knew where the Pardie woman was staying, he knew who she was staying with. The problem was, she never traveled into town alone, and every wolf and shifter here was either a friend or distant relative of the Lyalls, so there were no friendly faces he could turn to for assistance.
    It didn’t help that where the Lyalls lived was fairly isolated, to the point that it hindered the chances of him sneaking up undetected. No, they couldn’t live in a fucking city where he could easily blend in. He’d spent years tracking her down. To literally miss his chance to catch her alone by weeks enraged him.
    No way in hell could he take on her mates by himself. Three Alphas a fraction of his own age?
    Yeah, right. They’d disembowel me before I could blink. He couldn’t keep on killing shifters, either. His luck would run out eventually. He also couldn’t bring in the cockatrice to help him without them using it against him. His only two decent allies were both dead now.
    Damn bastards. He couldn’t take a chance letting any