“Beer is fine.” Fianna sent Elise a shy smile. “Thank you. I can’t—it’s hard to believe I’m welcome in this house again.”
“You saved our daughter’s life.” Aidan entered the room at that point and held a chair for Fianna at the table. “I’m sorry the queen didn’t overturn your sentence, but you’ll always be welcome here.”
“Her Majesty doesn’t like to change her mind. Thank you for suggesting it, though.” Fianna accepted a slice of pizza and picked it up with no trace of the snootiness she’d supposedly had before she’d been turned human. “I’ll be…okay.” She sent a furtive smile through her lashes at Greg.
Aidan and Elise shared a grin as Elise handed over the beers and returned to her seat. It would be interesting to see how this played out.
“Speaking of the queen.” Aidan rubbed the bridge of his nose in a manner that meant he was troubled. “She called tonight and demanded to meet Dina. I’d really hoped to put that off for a while.”
“Is she going to ask for a DNA test?” Elise asked. “I mean, we’re pretty sure, but we may never be one-hundred-percent certain. Will the queen do anything to her if she’s part demon?”
“What the hell are you two talking about?” Greg asked. “Not sure about what?”
Oh, crap, they hadn’t told the wolves about the demon. Elise squeezed her eyes shut and prepared to explain.
“Any idiot with a nose could tell you she’s Aidan’s child.” Greg shook his head in disgust.
“Her scent is damn near a perfect blend of the two of you.” George took a swallow of beer. “No mistaking the Fae in that girl.”
“Duh. Demon? You’re kidding me.” Lana shook her head and snagged another slice of pizza. “You people are nuts if you thought that for a second.”
Aidan and Elise gaped and stared, first at the Novaks, then at each other. Was it really that simple? How had they overlooked the fact that some of their friends could scent the difference? After a long pause, they both started laughing.
Des rolled his eyes. “I need another beer.” He got up and walked to the fridge.
“No, what you need is to get the stick out of your ass,” Lana muttered under her breath.
Chuckling, Elise lifted her wineglass and touched the neck of Aidan’s beer bottle. “Life is good.”
His smile was the sweetest, sexiest thing she’d ever seen. He glanced around at friends, at family, and flicked his eyes upward to encompass their daughter asleep upstairs. “Yes,” he said. “Even with a maniac out there trying to take over our city, if not the world, right here, right now, life is damn close to perfect.”
About the Author
Cindy Spencer Pape is an avid reader of romance, fantasy, mystery, and even more romance. According to The Romance Studio, her plots are “full of twists and turns that keep the reader poised at the edge of their seat.” Joyfully Reviewed said her “colorful characters and plot building surprises kept me spellbound,” and RT Book Reviews says her “characters are appealing, and passionate sex leads to a satisfying romance.”
Cindy firmly believes in happily-ever-after. Married for more than twenty years to her own, sometimes-kilted, hero, she lives in southern Michigan with him and two teenage sons, along with an ever-changing menagerie of pets. Cindy has been, among other things, a banker, a teacher and an elected politician, but mostly an environmental educator, though now she is lucky enough to write full-time. Her degrees in zoology and animal behavior almost help her comprehend the three male humans who share her household.
Cindy loves to hear from readers. To contact her, or for more about Cindy and her books, you can find her on her website, www.cindyspencerpape.com, or her blog, www.cindyspencerpape.blogspot.com.
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